| Feel good, fallow me today, blow high
|
| Still I cover on for some stiks in your through
|
| Without your deep bones young and o give up
|
| Way I have pride in the lyriclen
|
| Hold as the sun go
|
| It’s a question of join’s
|
| It’s a question of rust
|
| It’s a question of everyhting you wanna be
|
| I’m in and got you
|
| I’m in and caught you
|
| Here and I’m rich you
|
| I’m in and I’m on silence
|
| I’m here and I’m change
|
| And if it’s like let me know because I want to to come and put the beauty body
|
| I’m in and caught you
|
| Here and I’m rich you
|
| I’m in and I’m on silence
|
| Blood vision of an ever lift brown
|
| While miles are to far and women brokes but it feels tank on the quiker sound
|
| Next the cool hot fear ion the deads of mine
|
| The abuse of buying image as a form of control
|
| And the typical petrale of the family in road
|
| I have never be.
|
| I’m in and got you
|
| I’m in and caught you
|
| Here and I’m rich you
|
| I’m in and I’m on silence
|
| I’m here and I’m change
|
| I will notice my tears all by
|
| And if it’s like let me know because I want to to come and put the beauty body
|
| I’m in and caught you
|
| Here and I’m rich you
|
| Then pick me up, the rythm try to be away from
|
| But it can’t see around your own
|
| Sing about the future like you mean to
|
| I’m never gonna count cause
|
| The questing in general is: Are we in dust or only we object the fact that
|
| You run about none just with the blur line
|
| But non about the pushing right
|
| I’m here on the culture, I’m on the minimal way
|
| I am here and put my less by
|
| I’m here on the silence, here on the change
|
| I’m a notice man howw deeps my tears out
|
| And if this life let me know
|
| Cuz I want you to come and put your pretty body
|
| I’m here on the culture, I’m on the minimal way
|
| It’s a question of trust, it’s a question of rost
|
| It’s a question of everything you ever be |