Invictus

Peter Doherty、Frédéric Lo - Invictus

Written by：Peter Doherty、Frédéric Lo

In times of great need boy

Find yourself on your knees

Praying to a God in whom

You don't even believe

Sad can not compute

Can not give pursuit

To the root of the loot boy

Oh don't open the boot

I've been trying for the door

I've been trying for the door

And in trying for the

Vying for the

Crying from my soul

Say if you follow the money

You hollow the hole

Steal finger sticky honey

And sick iffy notes

I've been trying for the dough

And in trying for the dough

I'm trying for the

I'm crying from the

Crying from my soul

In times of great need boy

We find ourselves on our knees

Begging to a God in whom

We don't even believe

Still I'm trying for the dough

Trying for the dough

And in trying for the

Crying from the

Crying from my soul

Yes I'm trying for the dough

And crying for my soul

And in trying for the

Vying for the

Crying from my soul