Texty:
Amb All Day

All day, each and every which way. We spit flames, steady playin' a sick game! All day, each and every which way. We spit flames, steady playin' a sick

All day, each and every which way. We spit flames, steady playin' a sick game! All day, each and every which way. We spit flames, steady playin' a sick

Comme le tam-tam qui resonne Dans la jungle sombre, au lion Comme le tic-tac monotone Qui le temps marque le point Comme cette pluie obsedante Qui s'acharne

Comme le tam-tam qui resonne Dans la jungle sombre, au lion Comme le tic-tac monotone Qui le temps marque le point Comme cette pluie obsedante Qui s'acharne

: Comme le tam-tam qui resonne Dans la jungle sombre, au lion Comme le tic-tac monotone Qui le temps marque le point Comme cette pluie obsedante Qui

It was All Saints Day Wind and rain hit my face Ripped apart from lack of grace Now so torn You never said All of this would end so strange Walk

Noi barricati in casa a respirare solitudini E ci attacchiamo a macchine come malati Terminali di malinconia Guardiamo negli schermi le altre vite

that's changed Front of the line but still behind Seems like I'm trying way too hard And like I haven't tried at all Hard as stone but feeling all the weight Feeling all

Don't know what to do Don't know how we made it This california weather The summer in December Let me go just let me go Finally found a way Finally found