Lately
Skunk Anansie
Post Orgasmic Chill (1999)

Sometimes all the moments
That we savoured for the last
Get crushed between the good and bad
From pressures we have had

But you know I can't conceive the day
When feelings run too high
To work out all the stale terrain
Emotions try to hide

When I try
Lately I can't seem to
Colour what we've lost
It all seems like bad means
When lovers turn from lust
Then I try
Try to smoke alone

These shattered ties no compromise
Fall through the fragile hell
You see the drinks stay sipped
'Cos we've lost our grip
Too exhausted to rebel

I try
Lately I can't seem to
Colour what we've lost
It all seems like bad means
When lovers turn from lust
Then I try

Then I try
Lately I can't seem to
Colour what we've lost
It all seems like bad means
When lovers turn from lust

Lately I can't seem to
Colour what we've lost
It all seems like bad means
When lovers when lovers turn from lust
Then I try
Try to smoke alone