Depth Has a Focus

I don't mind, you don't know
I be tryin', reach you there
They, they was hidin' there
How come they was hidin' there?
On the bush, on the moors
She was there, she got on the horn
She told 'em how and then they did
And everything went ahaha hey

Ahaha hey

Ahaha hey
Hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha, hahaha

Me and me mate down the grate
Told me once, told me mate
This and that, all these things
Can't believe, ring-a-ring
This is how we did it well
But then we knew he's under a spell
You gotta believe, you gotta believe
You gotta believe to make it through this hell, yeah

You gotta believe to make it through this hell

You gotta believe to make it through this hell

You gotta believe to make it through this hell