On the hidden tracks by Krekhaus Lyrics
See me run
Don’t chase me down the hill..
Worn-out double dealers and their sons
Sending youth to die in the foot of the mills
Glorifying scraps so there’s no worry of bills;
Buy a new Mercedes just to know how it feels
Now you know how it feels, yeah..
Throwing praises in beguile is no funny game
“Manufacturing idols who sound exactly the same”
‘What in God’s name do ya, what in God’s name do you mean?!’
Ah-ah-ahaha.. I mean, dirty old wolves
“Why don’t you go home, carrying them weary fins
Time to get off the throne, hurry to your medicine”
When you see me on tha’ train
Come to me I’m just as sane..
But stayin’ sane means hide the pain..
And hide the pain means keep the grudge
Calmly flowin’ down your guts..
When you see me on tha’ train..
Come to me I’m just as sane
But stayin’ sane means pose in vain
Pose in vain means hide the pain
Hide the pain means keep the grudge
“Tell me, Are you FEELING GOOD?!?!”
When you walk up on that stage..
Be king, be clown, tyrant and sage..
But don’t forget once said the words
Birth they give to brave new worlds
Brave new worlds breed progeny
Keepin’ it true is your holy duty
Conscience blinks, blind syrens wail
One moment sinks for next prevails
However you cut thro’ this dense synergy
Moves that collide or divide destiny
In the back of lost mind ever keep a deaf sigh
To breathe a light kiss with, now, humanly eyes
[Otus scops song]
In fact I won’t care even if the Pope died..
Don’t chase me down the hill..
Worn-out double dealers and their sons
Sending youth to die in the foot of the mills
Glorifying scraps so there’s no worry of bills;
Buy a new Mercedes just to know how it feels
Now you know how it feels, yeah..
Throwing praises in beguile is no funny game
“Manufacturing idols who sound exactly the same”
‘What in God’s name do ya, what in God’s name do you mean?!’
Ah-ah-ahaha.. I mean, dirty old wolves
“Why don’t you go home, carrying them weary fins
Time to get off the throne, hurry to your medicine”
When you see me on tha’ train
Come to me I’m just as sane..
But stayin’ sane means hide the pain..
And hide the pain means keep the grudge
Calmly flowin’ down your guts..
When you see me on tha’ train..
Come to me I’m just as sane
But stayin’ sane means pose in vain
Pose in vain means hide the pain
Hide the pain means keep the grudge
“Tell me, Are you FEELING GOOD?!?!”
When you walk up on that stage..
Be king, be clown, tyrant and sage..
But don’t forget once said the words
Birth they give to brave new worlds
Brave new worlds breed progeny
Keepin’ it true is your holy duty
Conscience blinks, blind syrens wail
One moment sinks for next prevails
However you cut thro’ this dense synergy
Moves that collide or divide destiny
In the back of lost mind ever keep a deaf sigh
To breathe a light kiss with, now, humanly eyes
[Otus scops song]
In fact I won’t care even if the Pope died..