Chills run through me, they cut through me
A mental panic, I'

This is where noises & sounds are.
You can listen what we're up to!
Chills run through me, they cut through me
A mental panic, I'
You're fighting over crumbs and starving in the shit
Burning
There goes the neighborhood
Here come them fuckin' niggas
Do it again
And I'll see you tomorrow
I want to get it
Regardons-nous, implacables viandards tout autour
À l'
I hear your voice
And I know you want to follow me
I know
Real thing I’m feeling
No eyes can see it
Part dream, part
Those days, where were we to go?
Stumbling down the empty str
Instrumental
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