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• Artiste: Crippled Black Phoenix
• Titre: 444
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"444" (We got a loudspeaker here, When we go into battle we play music very loud...) [Kind of... calms us down.] There are no cars ever or ever coming, No veneer here in And I'll pull the world down with you, They no come inside Oh, and I'm going to nail your vision Between your own eyes, Between your own eyes. The pleasure's in the in be-in between, Pleasure's in the in be-in between, Pleasure's in the in be-in between... Numbers and coincidence Entice me to kneel down. Some men run in threes before They can yet seek alone. Your wind mills fan your visions of The stationary guards you own. Pleasure's in the in be-in between, The pleasure's in the in be-in between, Pleasure's in the in be-in between... (...I'm crazy, I mean like, So many positive waves, Maybe we can't lose, you're on!) They in a day will allow my way And I won't hurt you so. They in a day will allow my way And I won't hurt you so. They in a day will allow my way And I won't hurt you so. They in a day will allow my way And I won't hurt you so... {You, knock it off with them negative waves!} (Why don't you dig how beautiful it is out here? Why don't you say something righteous and hopeful for a change?) [Crap!]