Dikembe
keys to the jeep
Weâre born to resist
Anything without an exit
Keep your hands to myself,
Keep your head in good health
I get lost in my own eyelids
Stayed frosted âtil next winter
Anything without an exit
Itâs unclear why we stay here,
So just leave it, Iâm leaving
Found to shout, with my eyes closed, fists out
Found to shout, with my eyes closed, fists out
So just leave it, Iâm leaving
So just leave it, Iâm leaving