Lyrics:
held in suspension Like the yoke of the egg in albumen. Where the birth and the death of unseen generations Are interdependent in vast orchestration
little boys big men Let's get at least one thing right Let's separate yolk from the albumen Know my yellow hand from my white Let's separate men from lady
tracks, take me to space not coming back I'll watch from yolk and sun, white won't run Thick shell - Holds well - Membrain - Hold frame Albumen - watch
i lägenheten är det tyst och tomt nu Ingen går förbi och ringer på Jag fyller albumen med otur Och allt det där jag aldrig kommer få Men låt mig
lacrimi Frații mei zâmbiți, fiindcă e time to party TTPBiști, TTPBiști trei albume-n două luni Salut, sunt și eu pe-aici, bitch
cazut Doar muzica m-a ajutat când eram la pamant La 22 am visuri mari , sa las albume-n urma Sunt Frankie,care a-nvins viata si- a iesit din turma
Album, tour, albumen, you're still picking at the shell And you know you should be glad of the living But it seems like a living hell sometimes
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