"Harmattan & Winter." - Brymo
When I was in hell, I worked for the devil
And heaven was for zombies who feel
On the way to Nirvana, bought me a double
Took a while to find I′m the key
It's a story of my life
I am my mother′s child
In the harmattan and winter
I fall for a picture
When I was in hell, I belong to the devil
And time was my best friend, I had reason
On the way to pleasure, I find no evil
The energy is the feel and it feels me
It's a story of my life
I am my mother's child
In the harmattan and winter
All fall for a picture
The story of my life
It don′t look so good after a while
In the harmattan and winter
I look past the picture
The story of my life
I am Dada′s child
In the harmattan and winter
I loo-look past the picture
Writer(s): Ọlawale Ọlọfọrọ.
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Harmattan & Winter