| A symphony of size and sound
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| Size and sound, size and sound
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| Size and sound, size and sound
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| Size and sound, size and sound
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| Size and sound, size and sound
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| Dive in the dirt of the best laid plans
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| Vexation, or something similar science
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| See how the longest night makes the brain explode
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| With a thousand questions, quivering
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| Cold and the confine feel of the violent claim
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| That we were all made to decay
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| With a hungry head and a curious heart
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| We’re a stupid species, brothers in arms
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| In the fac of a furious fortune
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| Bolt from the gates in a pair of Air Jordans
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| I got a cancr cool with a standard mule
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| He’s a beast of burden to carry my boredom
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| I never ticked no boxes
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| Washed up Robinson Crusoe, gospel
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| A little bit dizzy, and a little obnoxious
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| Tryin' to pour salt in the wounds of your logic
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| I don’t give a fuck, fall flat face down on my luck
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| With a lover who’s more than gracious
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| up catalogue, keen embarrassment
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| Caught in the chemistry, walk to the gallows
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| Of the the fireworks, ringin' in the new year
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| everything, we’re all new here
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| Wake up, sing a lot of K-Pop, eat a lot of junk food
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| Show ‘em what you’re made of, come to
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| At a gig with a stack
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| And harp in the clouds with a halo
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| I’m a pig with a horse’s head
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| And lion’s heart and I unleash rainbows
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| Taste the fuckin' rainbow
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| (Everything, everything, everything)
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| (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Consume, feel good, don’t think (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Consume, feel good, obey (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Unlearn, upgrade, download (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Feel good, climax, climax, climax (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Hey bone machine, you’re a time machine
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| You’re a type of machine, what a type machine
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| You’re a feature film that likes to breathe
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| What a sight to see, would you like to see
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| What I sing when I sing for the sake of the bass?
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| A beacon of beats, indecent, adjacent
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| To all of your predictable communications
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| Caution, thrown to the wind and I’m awesome
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| Thrown to the wolf like an orphan
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| Hunt for the jewels embedded in the sound
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| Discordant, gorgeous, words are a type of distortion
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| Torment, from the wreck and the ruin
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| Brace for the incoming impact
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| These thoughts are more like an implant
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| These walls were made to keep in bad
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| Chimpanzees and apes, and we’ve been that
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| Get loose with the keyboard, keep an eye
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| On all the people, tryin' to be the next big thing
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| I don’t kiss the ring, I don’t watch the throne
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| I’m a loner, stand alone
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| On a road with a GPS, renegade artist
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| Harness the energy, yes
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| I’m a tactile pedigree, punchdrunk pessimist
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| Wolf in a wolf’s suit, three piece, hip to the caffeine
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| Marinate, ghost dog
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| In a ghost house with a ghost
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| I’ma go hard, barbarian bangin' at the gates
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| And I feed on your face with I feet on the brake, like uh
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| (Everything, everything, everything)
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| (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Consume, feel good, don’t think (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Consume, feel good, obey (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Unlearn, upgrade, download (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Don’t think, don’t think, don’t think (Everything, everything, everything)
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| Ahhh!
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| I can’t feel my face
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| I gotta hunger
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| Ohh
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| Ahh
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| So civilised
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| Mmm, my face
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| I can’t feel my face |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everyone Everything, artist - Joelistics. Album song Blue Volume, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп