Mummy, daddy , why is God male?






One rude company

If just one lost good person let you be you,
Insatiable and fooly me, you
Make a step toward the truth
The rim you leaving won't dissapear,
But put around what you thought was clear.



A girl next door doesn't seem so nice
She lives TV, she lives on ice.
Thin foundation could break trough
Mom's mistake, you must fix it.
(Fix you).


To have right or to play might
Preserve rude company,
And save your ass without a fight

Gentle roaming is making the riot,
World's ringleader has a few parts.
From which you got the message,
The one that keeps you prior.
Poll for a good, who thinks
They are rude?



Will this prevalent shit
Blow of your mind and pit
Where we aspirate,
But where we activate?

We aren't anyway what we could truely be,
To make batter for ourselfs,
To drag down that rude company.


We aren't anyway what we could truely be,
To move our indolent minds,
To free away what's hidinig beneath.




Write, sing, scream, do,
What else can't we come true?

It's always the same.