45 Questions (2008) - Natasja

Soo many questions, man…

Cyaan find no answer, yo…

Yo, why oh why oh why oh why…

Little tasja said… tell mi now…

Why di world so pretty to mi eye

Big tings ah gwaan

Little tings ah die

Why de best pass de test

And leave di rest to stress

Humbleness is kinda lost in di abyss

Why do we lie

Cheat and deny

Tell mi who am i

Gazeing at de sky

Is it really true

The sky have no roof?

Why is it blue?

Why do i cry over you?

Man are murder one another

Heartless in fronta mi

Sum even self-destruct

In de name of something dat dey can’t see

What is right, what is wrong?

Is it weak to be strong?

Who wrote de bible

Gave dat a title?

Why good people easy

When bad minded idle?

Why di earth turn right around

And not di other way?

De money dat i make

Dont cover de bills i have to pay

When some rich guy win de lotto every day…

Tell mi why

So much innocent people die

Before de time right

And leave de rest of us to cry

Tell mi why

Di world seem so pretty to mi eye

And all we know is fi destroy

When is di end, end when did it start?

Why do fullmoon always tremble mi heart

Why is love so nice

And still it hurt so much?

Sex so good when u find de right touch

Wanti, wanti

Just cyaan get it, getti

Getti, and den we nuh want it

Why di human mind so clever and smart

So intelligent

So stupid and ignorant

People feel nosy and just acts intricant

Power and greed mek ah man militant

Psychosis, nutcases, suicide and such

Still wonder why fat people eat too much

So many stars and we neva can touch

Dem nah stop creatin the drugs

Wonder if these questions in mi song even matter

Pass mi de pepper, cau di earth is gettin hotter

So tell mi why oh why oh why…

Tell mi why

So much innocent people die

Before de time right

And leave de rest of us to cry

Tell mi why

Di world seem so pretty to mi eye

And all we know is fi destroy

Can’t seem to find di answers to mi questions, yo…

Little t ah said… oh why oh why oh why…

Tell mi why

So much innocent people die

Before de time right

And leave de rest of us to cry

Tell mi why

Di world seem so pretty to mi eye

And all we know is fi destroy