EMMA RICHARDSON - Tropical Disease lyrics

Get out while you can There's only one door I met you here the last time And you're back again for more I don't know what to say to you You never take commands You're better than I thought you were My fate is in your hand Oh, from the belly of the beast From the famine to the feast And when you fall down to your knees She's a tropical disease Oh Disease Oh Come-a knocking on my door I don't like your kind I didn't like you last time Some things are better left behind You are not welcome here But this is all you know You're better than I though you were We haven't got a hope Oh, from the belly of the beast From the famine to the feast And when you fall down to your knees She's a tropical disease Oh, from the belly of the beast From the famine to the feast And when you fall down to your knees She's a tropical disease Oh Disease Oh Disease O Disease Oh Oh, from the belly of the beast From the famine to the feast And when you fall down to your knees She's a tropical disease Oh, from the belly of the beast From the famine to the feast And when you fall down to your knees She's a tropical A tropical A tropical A tropical A tropical disease