Crystal Clear Songtext
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Crystal Clear Songtext
I gotta take this slow
I gotta chill this out
Yes!
Coz ninety seven percent don′t have a doubt
Do you see what this is all about?
Religions are the keepers of our peace of mind
Well not mine if you don't mind
We trinity are no union of the father son and Holy Ghost But one plus one plus one per cent at the most
We boast eat roast meat, drink to drown our hope
Take dope, well as much as we can cope
We don′t use rope coz fire we fear
But coz our being here each second day and year will appear
As chance
And one day disappear
It's crystal clear
It's crystal clear
It′s crystal clear
It′s crystal clear
It's crystal clear
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
I gotta chill this out
Yes!
Coz ninety seven percent don′t have a doubt
Do you see what this is all about?
Religions are the keepers of our peace of mind
Well not mine if you don't mind
We trinity are no union of the father son and Holy Ghost But one plus one plus one per cent at the most
We boast eat roast meat, drink to drown our hope
Take dope, well as much as we can cope
We don′t use rope coz fire we fear
But coz our being here each second day and year will appear
As chance
And one day disappear
It's crystal clear
It's crystal clear
It′s crystal clear
It′s crystal clear
It's crystal clear
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
Me marching upon me conscious till unconscious
So that this precious monstrous nonsense unfolds in front of us
Writer(s): Florian Gratton, Vincent Benoist, Marc Michel Jacques Jacquemin, Claude Markus Whipple Winter, Nicolas Sylvain Liesnard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com