Top Songs By Martin Ocean
Credits
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Martin Carr
Songwriter:in
Finn Costelloe
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Yeah I try keep my head up
They tell me all the time to keep my head up
Yeah they tell me all the time to keep my head up
Oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah the smoke
Might choke my lungs feel the cold
Air on my tongue gonna show
I'm made for this stuff
No I ain't gonna ever gonna go ghost
Yeah the smoke
Might choke my lungs feel the cold
Air on my tongue gonna show
I'm made for this stuff
No I ain't gonna ever gonna go ghost
Lords hear us
This is my dearest
I know that their fear is
I struggle with mirrors
Wonder will the cheering
Block out all the voices that I'm hearing
Help or contribute
To the reason just why I'm tearing
I read the sky like Galileo
Even when my mother ring
I never tell her times are painful
Yeah I'm running round in rings
The drawback of having a halo
Questioning these angel wings
When I'm been hurting since the cradle
Need some truth up on the table
Maybe a little courage in a cup
And I don't usually drink
But tonight I don't give a fuck
Yeah I might get drunk
Yeah I might drunk
I only loved once
And her name was lady luck
Yeah the smoke
Might choke my lungs feel the cold
Air on my tongue gonna show
I'm made for this stuff
No I ain't ever gonna go ghost
Yeah the smoke
Might choke my lungs feel the cold
Air on my tongue gonna show
I'm made for this stuff
No I ain't ever gonna go ghost
I've been outta of town
With no fillet rolls
Spin the dice around
And don't let me go home
Cause I'm around the corner
I can't slow down
Am I sober no
Whispering lies inside her ear
Like Pinocchio
I better go cut my nose
Use it as some fire wood
Where I'm from, so fucking cold
You wouldn't like it bud
But its ok cause I really do
Eye for an eye
I'm to wise for the fool
But Ohh I can't make these feelings up
Life's been strange since I
Seen her in the casket but
Oh I gotta give my brother love
I watched you suffer
But together we are tough enough
Yeah the smoke
Might choke my lungs feel the cold
Air on my tongue gonna show
I'm made for this stuff
No I ain't ever gonna go ghost
Yeah the smoke
Might choke my lungs feel the cold
Air on my tongue gonna show
I'm made for this stuff
No I ain't ever gonna go ghost
Written by: Finn Costelloe, Martin Carr