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Incubus - Speak Free Incubus - Speak Free |
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oakorduj | Poznámka: (Closet Cultivation Demo Tape)
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*** Autor textu: incubus *** Autor hudby: incubus | A ripe "J", pass it down
I smoke it all around
You think you know me
But then you'd all be
Wrong
A new king and crown
See, you might taste it
Thinking your image so sharp it increases the ground
You're sensing the Sound
You took our lives away to increase your self esteem
An underlie in the public eye
Your dubbed insane if and when you try to
speak your mind...IN YOUR OWN WAY!
Ignore the past and... SPEAK FREE!
You smashed glass eyes just to say,
"It all is all that I need."
What you see is a reflection of my choice and what it means to me
Trapped in your cell
A mindless plot against own eyes to simplify your hell!
Can we see as one
And when you change, will we care?
Can you find out your foe?
You took our lives away to increase your self esteem
An underlie in the public eye
Your dubbed insane if and when you try to
speak your mind...IN YOUR OWN WAY!
Ignore the past and... SPEAK FREE!
You smashed glass eyes just to say,
"It all is all that I need."
What you see is a reflection of my choice and what it means to me
Trapped in your cell
A mindless plot against own eyes to simplify your hell!
Just ease my pain!
Bathe In My Snot - (Closet Cultivation Demo Tape)
Stuck in sublime
Asleep but awake
Torn by the choice, which path will I take?
The road run by present, my key to the past
A min-pinch of solemn
How long will it last?
Long will it last...
Your voice not of laughter
My ear hears your cry
The chance for new life now so close in your eye
A sane blast of moonshine renders my thought
You fancy me silly
Now bathe in my snot!
Sing for the sinister
Not for the me-mister
Kinged by his cup and a plate of pattee
Long to withdraw from the grips of the by-be-gone
Held by his soul and a cheap fallacy!
Second to not been done
Found more to drink and then walked down the alley of loneliest day
Final your destined choice, not to be followed by...
Kiss all your sorrows and tear drops away!
Kiss them away!
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