Texty:
Three In One Gentleman Suit

go look outside , everybody knows there?s all you appreciate ,there?s all you want, all the standers , all your guests know your brain?s full , it?s

stop, you never rest yourself. you never close your eyes and you stretch so quickly. and you?re gonna run too far. build down the melody. build down

will I last? will I last enough? to see you step back, on your dirty shoes, for your biggest failure. will we run? will we run for long? in this monumental

two hours, closed here, we have nothing to talk about my heart is armed on, you?re ready to shoot yours we?ve been told to resist, whatever comes from

come on let?s talk about the stories we?ve thrown away, each one each day askin? for one suddenly burn one more one more and more and more. light out

every sketch is painting me and you while we were parting ways. these days of contrast bordering our shapes, these day will detach us from each one?s

lipstick is a din, it ain?t a colour, ain?t a feel, it ain?t gonna talk about you so I am gonna kiss you goodbye. fragments of your skin on a paper,

throw yourself at home, throw yourself where things, ain?t gonna go on? it?s not up to me if you don?t even have a need, you punk, It?s not your melody

of life High technology, gortek intellect Good for a million, one dart project Kid I nurse this rap shit, textbook monitor Merge just like traffic, dick deserve an encore One