Nothing Left to Lose Songtext
von 1991
Nothing Left to Lose Songtext
(You′re my fantasy)
Hopes in a hearse, buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life's always simple yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, I′m in another world
Lost words in this lost world
Roaming backstreets around South
Feel the vibe when they blast out
Guarantee you're looking at the man of the hour
Buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life's always simple yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
(You′re my fantasy)
But yet, we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
But yet we make it complex
(You′re my fantasy)
(You're my fantasy)
(You′re my fantasy)
Hopes in a hearse, buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life's always simple yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, I′m in another world
Lost words in this lost world
Roaming backstreets around South
Feel the vibe when they blast out
Guarantee you're looking at the man of the hour
Buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life′s always simple yet we make it complex
But yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
(You're my fantasy)
But yet we make it complex
But yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
(You're my fantasy)
But yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
But yet we make it complex
(You′re my fantasy)
(You′re my fantasy)
Hopes in a hearse, buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life's always simple yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, I′m in another world
Lost words in this lost world
Roaming backstreets around South
Feel the vibe when they blast out
Guarantee you're looking at the man of the hour
Buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life's always simple yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
(You′re my fantasy)
But yet, we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
But yet we make it complex
(You′re my fantasy)
(You're my fantasy)
(You′re my fantasy)
Hopes in a hearse, buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life's always simple yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, I′m in another world
Lost words in this lost world
Roaming backstreets around South
Feel the vibe when they blast out
Guarantee you're looking at the man of the hour
Buried in the dirt with the worst and the best
Life′s always simple yet we make it complex
But yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
(You're my fantasy)
But yet we make it complex
But yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
(You're my fantasy)
But yet we make it complex
Nothing left to lose, nothing left to lose
But yet we make it complex
(You′re my fantasy)
(You′re my fantasy)
Writer(s): Frederick Russell Rossington Webb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
