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• Artiste: Eric Himan
• Titre: Fist
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Allow me to make my big entrance for all the ears out there, till your eyes fit their function in a unified stare, I will douse myself with joy, stuff my face with love, I will palm the world like a basketball, fit it on like a glove... till you shut that door right in my face, one day I'm gonna run right back in that place, right back in that place... Cause I'm here to start a riot, I'm hear to bring the noise, prove I've got the answer, honey, prove I've got a voice, stuff my pockets till there ain't no more room, and spend my life savings on repairing the sun and the moon, oh I swear this story's got a twist, when you reach out your hand honey, I, I will make a fist…This story's got a twist, when you reach out your hand honey I, I will make a fist I've been living on wine, I've been living on nothing, gonna find my day, someday, if I have to look and sweep under everything, if there's a choice, if there's no matter, there's nobody here I was appointed to flatter...yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... When you reach out your hand, honey do you notice me there, underneath the rocks underneath the stairs, waiting for a chance, to bring it on by, gonna run right past the water, gonna drink that water dry... This story's got a twist, reach out your hand honey I will make a fist...