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• Artiste: Peeping Tom
• Titre: Don't Even Trip
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(feat. Amon Tobin) i think you're old enough to know better but i'm old enough to remember (don't even trip........) i won't use that stupid boy forever (cross your heart and hope to die) don't even trip, don't get too big for your britches (don't even trip........) all these bones been jumping out of your closet (you're not in your closet yet) so blasé, don't turn and look the other way (you wanna be a star) you want to be a star you're oh so near, yet oh so far (don't even trip........) you'll be back inside before the winter on that long, long trip before december (don't even trip........) don't be throwing stones at the window (lock in peace and close your house?) don't even trip, don't get too big for your britches (don't even trip........) all these bones been jumping out of your closet (you're not in your closet yet) so blasé, don't turn and look the other way (you've gotta have it all) you've got to have it all you're oh so near, yet oh so far And i know that arseholes grow on trees but i'm here to trim the leaves and i'm afraid daddy you're still my friend and you're just a piece of shit but i can over-look it today 'cause you're still my friend (don't even trip........) drop that gun, you aren't my fuckn hero (don't even trip........) you think its cool to be a fuckn zero i can't believe i called you my amigo (take a deep breath you'll be fine) speek up now and one of you is a hundred loud? (when you preach you come off?) when you preach, they'll join you on the roofs and streets (like crystal clear) crystal clear, i'm hanging like a chandelier (watching over you) watching over you, i'll move you from a song to tears and i know that arseholes grow on trees but i'm going to trim the leaves and i can say daddy you're still my friend and you're still a piece of shit but i can over-look it today 'cause you're still my friend and i know that arseholes grow on trees but i'm here to trim the leaves and i'm afraid are you still my friend? and you're still a piece of shit but i can look the other way 'cause you're still my friend (don't even trip........) (Thanks to kristian for these lyrics)