Anthology: The Best of the Commodores [1995] lyrics

She tripped on a hole that I'd dug in the soil
To be part of a human garden and I couldn't
Stand in the straight postured sun
But you stood in the mud which came unsoiled
When I came along
You see it's good for nothing, good for nothing
A close look at something
So close
It's too much of not enough
When all we need is just a taste
I strapped myself in for a safe saccharide

Thrust the candle to the dark of your disease
Burn the fishplate execute ill memories
Labyrinth of sympathy in which I'm lost and can't leave
And too much truth overshadows the lime lies
And what lies beneath the clouds is an
Altered perception and I'll pay for sanity
But sanity don't come cheap

You don't know the truth and I love your life

Turn the mirrors face the wall

Don't you feel a little weak?

And I'd catch you when you fall

But you're falling all the time
Do you need it anymore?

Or do you need a little more?

Living your life like a bull in the trade

He doesn't know how it feels

Under my thumb like a bone under nail

She's in the know, how's it feel?

Live your life under machine guns