Illunga

This time we finally see what happens to
The wrong when it’s made right, regardless of who
So stay on fire with me, tonight
And then we’ll decide where to be, and what to do

She’s in control

You need some sadness, depression
Some anger, and sexuality
Because life’s a bore without ‘em
And now that you’ve got ‘em
Sing melancholy, oh yes, oh yes
Sing melancholy

This cloud that once burned white is now bruised
And we try to speak, but it’s no use
The mist it spreads is blood red (bye-bye to our streak)
And it eats you alive and you’ll never know why

Because where you’ll go, is where I call home
She’s in control

You need some sadness, depression
Some anger, and sexuality
Because life’s a bore without ‘em
And now that you’ve got ‘em
Sing melancholy, oh yes, oh yes
Sing melancholy

Recontextualize
Open your eyes