On My Line Songtext
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On My Line Songtext
Sitting in a water crying
Living in a world of crime
Talking ′bout the world I see
You gotta breathe
And all I have felt
Out of me
It's all corrupted
It′s kind of rock and then rolling
As the government's growing
I'm wondering what is next
Sitting in a water crying
Living in a world of crime
Talking ′bout the world I see
You gotta breathe
And all I have felt
Living in a water
Living in a gutter
Living on a bottom line
Living on my line
Of course I′m looking for
A world with a democracy
As well as looking for
A world without bureaucracy
Just if they'd show a hint of meekness
It would feel like cooling breeze
I told my baby that it
Always matter what he does
Also told him ′bout my tricks
Of being better buzzed
It's just so good to know he′ll change it
If we only let him live
And all I have felt
Living in a water
Living in a gutter
Living on a bottom line
Living on my line
Paragraphs, autographs
Basic living of all the tribes
Undestroyed hollow race
Unjustified encoded raids
This is a golden time for a change
Let the sound in and off my head
Put a roses on my grave when I'm dead
Our children will find their way
Living in a world of crime
Talking ′bout the world I see
You gotta breathe
And all I have felt
Out of me
It's all corrupted
It′s kind of rock and then rolling
As the government's growing
I'm wondering what is next
Sitting in a water crying
Living in a world of crime
Talking ′bout the world I see
You gotta breathe
And all I have felt
Living in a water
Living in a gutter
Living on a bottom line
Living on my line
Of course I′m looking for
A world with a democracy
As well as looking for
A world without bureaucracy
Just if they'd show a hint of meekness
It would feel like cooling breeze
I told my baby that it
Always matter what he does
Also told him ′bout my tricks
Of being better buzzed
It's just so good to know he′ll change it
If we only let him live
And all I have felt
Living in a water
Living in a gutter
Living on a bottom line
Living on my line
Paragraphs, autographs
Basic living of all the tribes
Undestroyed hollow race
Unjustified encoded raids
This is a golden time for a change
Let the sound in and off my head
Put a roses on my grave when I'm dead
Our children will find their way
Writer(s): Krystof Michal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com