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It takes a village to raise this hell
It takes a priest to revive these cells
Buckle up, baby, in your diving bell
You sprout from the ground below
Push through eggshells to death
Buckle up, baby, on your funeral float
In your fishing boat for those fish that's close
Wrap yourself up, go overboard
Go overboard
Gonna get what I want out of life
When I get out of life
Gonna see what I need
When I dive down deep through this ice
Until my jubilee unties these knees
I'm tongue-tied
I'm tongue-tied
It takes a village to raise this hell
It takes a priest to revive these cells
Buckle up, baby, in your diving bell
(Buckle up, baby, in your diving bell)
It fades into the blue
It cradles, it coddles, it coos
Buckle up, baby, you're better off by news
It's loved under the ground
And it's lovers from birth till death
Buckle up, baby, in your wedding dress
Buckle up, baby
Buckle up, baby
Buckle up, baby
Buckle up, baby



Autor(en): Moritz Nahold, Jan Preissler, Anna Kohlweis



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