Текст песни Our Tongues - Sauseg0dK
I
stand
on
my
feet,
I
lean
with
my
hands
and
my
heels
and
my
feet
I'm
blowing
dodge
to
the
east,
my
manhood
defined
by
my
traits
in
the
sheath
Allah
loves
me
when
I
pray,
my
mom
prefers
me
at
my
own
beat
I
feel
disconnected
from
man,
I
have
some
unpleasant
memories
I'm
seeking
your
guidance,
yet,
where
are
you
guiding
me,
I
thought
that
your
plan
would
be
grander
Disillusioned
the
man,
and
maybe
it's
greed
but
I
feel
my
potential
has
squandered
So
it's
empty
the
manor,
I
have
submitted
control
in
this
dance
Yet
Allah
has
not
given
the
chance,
rebel
in
indulgence,
forbidden
romance
And
baby
I
can't
see
our
future,
all
the
cigarettes
stifle
my
lungs
This
reality
bleak
so
I
blacken
my
lungs,
you
spoke,
but
are
different;
our
tongues
We
are
what
we
are,
it
is
what
it
is,
it
was
what
it
was
I
feel
lost
in
your
direction,
I
retain
all
my
faith,
all
my
trust
And
baby
I
can't
see
our
future,
all
the
cigarettes
stifle
my
lungs
This
reality
bleak
so
I
blacken
my
lungs,
you
spoke,
but
are
different;
our
tongues
We
are
what
we
are,
it
is
what
it
is,
it
was
what
it
was
I
feel
lost
in
your
direction,
I
feel
lost
My
phone
puppeteers
this
cycle
of
decadence,
I
pray
for
the
fellow
residents
Directionless
wander,
I
starve
for
your
pestering,
these
clashes
reminding
me
that
I
am
human
But
further
isolates
the
essence,
I
follow
all
of
your
directions
Afraid
that
your
teachings
can't
help
me,
for
the
life
that
I
live
is
a
far-cry
from
yours
Analog
all
that
I
can,
but
the
disconnect
deepens
As
I'm
sewing
this
web,
vanished
like
all
I
can
reap,
my
fruits
remains
ripened
This
tar
is
infectious,
all
I
consume
is
what
seeps
through
my
liking
My
pride
inhibits
assistance,
my
chance
of
receiving
your
stipend
And
baby
I
can't
see
our
future,
all
the
cigarettes
stifle
my
lungs
This
reality
bleak
so
I
blacken
my
lungs,
you
spoke,
but
are
different;
our
tongues
We
are
what
we
are,
it
is
what
it
is,
it
was
what
it
was
I
feel
lost
in
your
direction,
I
retain
all
my
faith,
all
my
trust
And
baby
I
can't
see
our
future,
all
the
cigarettes
stifle
my
lungs
This
reality
bleak
so
I
blacken
my
lungs,
you
spoke,
but
are
different;
our
tongues
We
are
what
we
are,
it
is
what
it
is,
it
was
what
it
was
I
feel
lost
in
your
direction,
I
feel
lost

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