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I was feeling younger

As the days were passing me by

All the feelings are all on the rhythm

They were really wrong

You won't find a snitch where you go

'Cause the snakes will grow

And the colder the shoulders will show

Drops your skin like clothes

When the doubt has finally spread

The will is getting off our heads

When they have taken all they can

Then this will be the end of man

And we're never close

Thoughts that curl up your toes

All the bullshit that gets up your nose

And we made a choice

Thoughts that curl up your toes

All the horseshit that's getting too close

Like birds of prey

We shed our feathers

Every single day

In every kind of weather

And we believe the rain

Has come to set you aside

And we can take a play

Of this note there's no doubt

'Cause that is just the type of thing

But we are fed of your regimes

A cookie blueprint lies in pose

You try the blanket from my knees

And we're never close

Thoughts that curl up your toes

All the bullshit that gets up your nose

And we made a choice

Thoughts that curl up your toes

All the horseshit that's getting too close

And we're never close

Thoughts that curl up your toes

All the bullshit that gets up your nose

And we made a choice

Thoughts that curl up your toes

All the horseshit that's getting too close

Like birds of prey

Every single day

I was feeling younger

As the days, passed me by

All the feelings are all on the rhythm

You won't find a snitch where you go

'Cause the snakes will grow