Ninety Nine Songtext
von Slaves

Talked to
A mannequin
The other day
She had fuck all to say
to me
such a shame
looks are deceiving
staring at the ceiling
what are you looking at
thats better than me?
is it better than me?
come on, is it better than me?


Ninety nine
percent of the time
she lives in a hand
i cant understand why
Ninety nine
percent of the time
she lives in a hand
i cant understand why

Talking to
A statue
Of a little girl
Who reminds me of you
such a shame
looks are deceiving
staring at the ceiling
such a great shame
looks are deceiving
now youre staring at the ceiling

Ninety nine
percent of the time
she lives in a hand
i cant understand why
Ninety nine
percent of the time
she lives in a hand
i cant understand why


ninety nine
ninety nine
ninety nine
its always ninety nine