Nakhane Touré - Fog
I've got this fog
It runs through me
Decades and it all seems
She's been crying herself to sleep
She cries, she goes ooh
A devil I know will try
To starve me
A vengeance that is not mine
Try not to please him
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
I've got it, I've got it all, we go
Written by:
Nakhane Mahlakahlaka
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