prod: Crackfoxx
vox/lyrics: m. bang
master: Cell Van Lommel @_cellvl

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wait for all my ghosts to pass you by, say the truth and I'll
twist it like the sky: what pressure? I pretend to be
a leisurely guy

waterfull fortuna let him slide ... resisting all the
time persisting like a shrine closed off
cold heart warm hands: no pressure but distance is a killer of
intimacy

and now I wanna run, run away
pitch a tent where I can sleep and birds can chirp
and I can not be putting you down
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