Kipple - Silent Footsteps | Текст песни

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I become a shade in the fog, get so dizzy
Wind blows way too fast through my soul, oh so fizzy
I see nothing as I walk, sidewalk, red, green
I just can’t obey myself

Sits and puts his feet on the ground, first time today
From now on his home is his own, big time philosophy
It’s too early to wake up, don’t mind, you see
Got this wine bottle keep him company

Silent footsteps, morning path
Paper clouds we worry about
On their way right to get trashed
Somewhat just like everyone
When they wonder where they go
In this sort of merry-go-round
Yes, I got you looking for a clue
Out of the blue

As invisible and cold
As the bottled air you sold
You’re unwilling and upset
Not my problem, give me
Not a shiner, not that clever
Not that kind of life forever
Yes, I got you looking for a clue
Out of the blue

Skyline, craneline, good time for the show
Kiss me, don’t go
Building tops, water flows, fat cat feeding starving dogs
Worn out cruel world
Ignorance for innocence is all you got in people’s heads
Numb feet, asleep
Everyone noise I hear, I pay no mind

Silent footsteps, morning path
Paper clouds we worry about
On their way right to get trashed
Somewhat just like everyone
When they wonder where they go
In this sort of merry-go-round
Yes, I got you looking for a clue
Out of the blue


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