Текст песни: From My Mould + перевод

I was in a situation with the master at the station

Who was tryna sell me rights and wrongs

I made some paintings with my brushes

Of a million different brushes, who I’m rinsing off in the snow

Searching cross the ocean

To perform an operation

Of replacing all roommate’s toes

You see the major altercation

When your outer simulation

Were the faces that I built of stone

Now all my trust is being sold

All created from my mould

They try to break me down slowly

But, the game is getting old

They used a corduroy needle to eject me from the throne

I was arching like a lion to possess the skills

As the leader to the pack of drones

And all my mates are monkeys cause they think they’re fucking junkies

When their mothers still wash their clothes

Now all my trust is being sold

All created from my mould

They try to break me down slowly

But, the game is getting old

They used a corduroy needle to eject me from the throne

Now all my trust is being sold

All created from my mould

(All created from my mould)

They try to break me down slowly

But, the game is getting old

They used a corduroy needle to eject me from the throne

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