Текст песни Noisia - Soul Purge (Feat. Foreign Beggars) (Current Value Remix)

Split The Atom: Special Edition
Жанр: Drum'n'Bass
Исполнитель: Noisia
Альбом: Split The Atom: Special Edition
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One night, sudden and coming right type spilled words and accents like blood from fright night, end of the market day, fruit not ripe, that's getting thrown in the gutter, sleepers whisper sickness Rappers get torn asunder with the quickness of lightning delay they ain't see thunder rippin' out through the towns but beneath the grounds under the deep we lounge under the sound wobble travel and rupture unravel your structure Feet cold, breakin' down so bad under monster strength need no weapons, spit shells rappers, guitar stars only the strong survive get shaken, arise if not start to be taken alive you'll be taken alive while your route to demise while our weed smoke to new high and blue skies (NO CLUE ABOUT THIS LINE) The mind's eye never lies close your lust like god severed divine's highs (chorus x2) Nervous, twisted course enough and convoluted slightly edgy, messy caught in the net left to our own devices, these skills we collect but after the soul purge we emerge from the depths Yeah Yo I stay livid brain withered and face grinning chase women race winnin' in this fake kingdom race to place faith in this base system stray pilgrim changing name 'til his fate gives in days spinnin', out of control time's speedin' Mind's feeling for hope but my life's bleeding I write, read, and recite believe that despite freedom that my life's leaving three times of the wind of this nice evening I fight feelings dry feeling, my frail skin my plight's flimsy like the tale of a fel king set sail to the blue yonder (????) for no return Legs be failing, she's to wonder if our souls should burn I close the urn toes turned to the wind fools discern these yokes are learning to sin Hurl within crashed feelings of a lost lust Lost city that's believing that we must rot (chorus) Nervous, twisted course enough and convoluted slightly edgy, messy caught in the net left to our own devices, these skills we collect but after the soul purge we emerge from the depths
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