Lyrics:
The quiet, anxious moment before a big decision, a spring coil about to unwind
The day is full of potential, there's nothing we can do to hold back
We're
And I'm still I
Feeling I
Mmm
Renegade red tape
We just stuck in a void
Everyday just like a coil
We act just like nothing and be alright
I'm gonna
of inspiration
But now I’m sea sick waiting for Godot
A snowball effect that springs into somersaults
Melting my freeze frame of mind into a wishing well
Til
G from you say hard me go hard and done
Wid the big money clip like the coil cah done
You see the black diamond pon
Me neck a long dung
A five
Time's running out fast
So why the fuck is the line of my life still not flat enough
That's why I never said a word
Torment for my body equals
all
It's time to put the seasons in reverse
My spring, your fall
My children, spread into the world
My garden, longing to unfurl
But we can wait,
Leanin' on the wall, with b-boys dancin'
Ears, neck, and wrists lookin' like the king's ransom
One chick, each arm, makin' it a tandem
Flat here costing'
there is no "second chances"
Now one with everything
Now free from suffering
Be loved as family
Empty by those who grieve
From mortal coil springs its
She was a delicate flower
She was overpowered
She was used and unwanted
They took advantage
In spring she withered
In summer she bloomed
In fall she
don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more, oh
If I don't pick up, pick up
The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil
Call me when
don't pick up, hang up, call back, let it ring some more, oh
If I don't pick up, pick up
The sidewinder sleeps, sleeps, sleeps in a coil
Call me when
beautiful and I
And it's so beautiful and I
(The smell of the spring, the smell of the spring)
And it's so beautiful and I
(The smell of the spring, the smell
Stond bij flat maar nu heb ik stacks
Moven op ons is dom
Blaas op die man en ik lak direct
Wil je smoke met de 2 kom get
Hij had vest maar die man ging
match
Gucci low flats with a tough top
Money nuff, the coil thicker than a blood clot
Cuh yah no, 'pon me belly with a clutch back
When a bad song,
you, me a scam out yuh daughter (mhm)
(Ahh) outta order
And me nuh mix and me nuh hot outta drama
A one phone call flat out a corner
If annuh money
the sport
Pussy try fi test
A flat foot pan e high way
We hawl e x
A jus the trappest life
Henny inna bottle
Yeah mi fuck
the FJORDS?! What
Kind of talk is that?, look
Why did he fall flat on his back
The moment I got 'im home?
Owner: The Norwegian Blue prefers keepin' on
It's back!
This is how the lucky feel
How the blessed men think
Like a daybreak in spring
The sun on spring morning
Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like
and the coil
Just last week I changed the oil
Last week it went 'round the clock
I also heard a little knock
I dented somebody's fender
He learned not
have sown,
Beneath this blanket of loose soil,
wrapped around my mortal coil.
Irises lay in spring mud,
where lovers drown each other's sorrows,
Where
which hath strength to kill;
From thy own heart I then did wring
The black blood in its blackest spring;
From thy own smile I snatch'd the snake,
For
know why you don't know,
I cannot reap what you have sown,
Beneath this blanket of loose soil,
Wrapped around my mortal coil.
Irises lay in spring
left for the enemies
Bin Laden bally wraps
Ticking parcels towers flat
Eleventh mask power nap
Afghanistan Iraq
Who's sane I'm sad damn
Replay
and the coil
Just last week I changed the oil
Last week it went 'round the clock
I also heard a little knock
I dented somebody's fender
He learned not
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