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Hey daughter, say a word about living
But mind dealing with taste
He did appear, it did occur, but did nothing
To make make a shelter of our place
Well, karma doesnât work
Iâm drowning in a thirst forcing me to climb all the ladders
Donât save any pain
Itâll come alive
If you die and I donât, with your words will you come back
Tonight I feel baptized in the concrete
Leading me somewhere I donât mind
My thoughts play saxophones out in streams
An accordion replies
And Iâm keeping occupied
Trying to recognize
The pace of your talk in that world
Not in faith, in our traces we are alive
If you die and I donât, with your words will you come back
Hey daughter say a word about living
But mind dealing with taste
Our thoughts need a proper form endlessly
Donât you know Iâm applying for a contact?
Donât you know Iâm a sign on a line?
Donât you know that Iâm wondering..
If I die and you donât with my words will I come back?
Die and you donât with my words will I come back..
(We are said to a part of a picture
Well, if so Iâd rather call you a detail
At first glance you probably wouldnât be noticed
But when unveiled you make it all an unforgettable sight)
- Album:
- Agony Planet
- Before The Throne
- Burning Snow
- On The Go
- Explicit Content
- My Friends Love Psychedelics
- Onset of Decimation
- Dust Raps the Blues
- In Arms Of The September Sun
- Pictures of Ourselves
- Hard Attack/Dust
- Dust
- Hard Attack / Dust
- Dust:Remix
- Mastercuts Big Beat
- Big Beat
- 100 Anthems Chill Out
- Intro Guide: Acoustic
- Hard Attack