Humblekids Songtext
von Fiasko Leitmotiv

If we all just feel like humble kids
If we all have lost our trampoline
If we don′t know where life begins
If we just love the funny things
Covering that throne with lies and shit
Laying on the floor, observe the ceiling
Traveling by phone, I've lost my lyrics
Arguing with whores about my freedom
They′re coming
They wanna get you


Laying down on a distance pray to know
What is this thing?
Smiling now at the good mouth
Rolling down to the far south
Crash my mind, mind the crash
I hate your love for loneliness
Laying down on a distance pray to know
What is this thing?
Smiling now at the good mouth
Rolling down to the far south
Crash my mind, mind the crash
I hate your love for loneliness

They're coming up
They wanna get you
They coming up
They wanna get you
They coming up
They wanna get you
They coming up

Laying down on a distance pray to know
What is this thing?
Smiling now at the good mouth
Rolling down to the far south
Crash my mind, mind the crash
I hate your love for loneliness

Laying down on a distance pray to know
What is this thing?
Smiling now at the good mouth
Rolling down to the far south
Crash my mind, mind the crash
I hate your love for loneliness