| Yeah yeah… Yeah I’ve seen you change…
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| Yeah. |
| Yeah I’ve seen you change…
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| Yeah. |
| Yeah I’ve seen you change. |
| Flicking off beetles
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| That eat through brains like sweet soufflés
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| Yeah I’ve seen you change. |
| Took a trolley full of tablets
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| And every wooden actress to keep you sane
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| His face flashed purple with beetroot rage
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| Every pore in his speckled skin leaks loose change
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| I was scream proof. |
| They sat in a selection of cheap suits
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| A pack of wild children that got the whole street spooked
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| I arrived by bus with a bag in hand
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| I saw my state of mind mirrored in the traffic jams
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| Saw them chewing through the air with their jagged fangs
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| Wolf skin jacket zipped tightly round rabid lambs
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| Damn. |
| This bitch went mental
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| Drew me as her savour with a crooked lead pencil
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| She went back to printing out blank white business cards
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| Accompanied devoid of any credible credentials
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| I have never seen a man sit as still as you
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| That’s a weird breed of silence to listen to… yeah
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| Some freaks, never twitch, never flinch
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| An obese woman holding up the dinner queue
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| Glue your hand to the horn, and your foot to the break
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| Wait. |
| They were too shook to escape, now wait
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| His past hopped out the driving seat and
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| Stuck him with an iron right hook to the face
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| Slipping life’s underground. |
| Back seat, London bound
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| Eyes like two tiny mushroom clouds
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| And when your feet rarely touch the ground
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| What’s a sleepless night, or a couple hundred pounds?
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| I mean… I’d rather hover the nurse’s snapped ankle
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| Plus… I’ve got to boot this bird’s a damn handful
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| I left town semi submerged in mad scandal
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| A dynamite fuse in a burning wax candle
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| Proud pickled human in a can
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| With these capsules and chemical infusions in my hand
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| Bare people speed across town in stolen tucks to view
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| The sheer lack of movement in the man
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| Damn. |
| It would seem your still as stagnant and not the same
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| …Shit that’s a lot of rain
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| It’s been a while I heard you’ve gone insane
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| I was busy arguing with what’s her name
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| I have never seen a man sit as still as you
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| That’s a weird breed of silence to listen to… yeah
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| Some freaks, never twitch, never flinch
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| An obese woman holding up the dinner queue
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| Glue your hand to the horn, and your foot to the break
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| Wait. |
| Ever to shook to escape, now wait
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| His past hopped out the driving seat and
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| Stuck him with an iron right hook to the face
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| …Yeah I’ve seen you change… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Souffle, artist - Jam Baxter. Album song Mansion 38, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп