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Red = Steini's vocals
Green = Hössi's vocals
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Treating me good
is like pulling, pulling out my tooth … be slippin', love is
not a food. It's all coming back to slack, sleeping all day, my
back's about to crack.
I'm in the air, I'm on the ground, I may
be all around. Just like the ? ? it's what I'm all about. This is
the sound, this is the thought, what again what again is what I
brought.
I lost this girl I swear, the most beautiful
thing I ever could wear. Kept me warm and cozy, but I had to kick
her out when she got too nosey.
"Yeah, it's gonna be well wicked"
A very soft … they long for wisdom.
A taste of peace so the rhyme is a treasure measure. I bet the time
isn't over or out of my sight. This is the ugly thing, it's such
a beast in sight.
It seems so long ago, but then again, my life
has gone backward since I was ten. Stepped in spiders, bugs, and
flies. I've got a great interest for all that jives. I've got a
great interest for all that jives. I've got a great interest for
all that jives.
"Yeah, it's gonna be well wicked"
I'm mute to silence to where it's on. I get
the hairy thing your body keepin' on the straw. I like it lazy not
too crazy. Baby get loosened. I want to know what you think so I
know what I'm choosing. I like those
things that keep me up. Getting striked all night by the tambourine
cut. It's who I am, a futuristic harlequin. An animal on lead unable
to sing.
When I'm in. x9