Didn't Sell My Soul To Shoreditch Songtext
von Star Slinger

Didn′t sell my soul to shoreditch, i just stayed up north
Proabably could afford it, but it seemed such a chore
Twice the rent for half the life thats not it for me
But i was living scarecely not a abundantly
Still that was fun for me, wasn't used to much
On the come up, found someone to cuff
Found someone to love, found someone to rub
And now i′m chilling, I never felt this good


Young kid playing star wars, commodore 64
I'm from a small village, wasn't much to explore
Hardly left the door, dodging all my chores
Casio MT-70 on my bedroom floor
Upgrade to a Yamaha, dreams of a star
But living like Marcel Proust oh my gawd
Gonna let loose on this CD & give it to everyone i see

She comes from the alps, weekend on her skii′s
Spent fruitfully but left strain on her knees
As far as i can see, 12 reading dostoyevsky
She grew up so much deeper than me
Had similar experiences with ecstasy
Now i just want her to be next to me
And she deals with my shit, hastily
Argue every day, healthy, sulkingly