Paroles de Databend

Goodnight, little eye The moon, the sun descending Can I run a lie Imagine a life as it’s ending Goodnight, sweetheart Thicker thighs for my friends Too young too hard Imagine a life as it’s ending I begin to Databend Nothing in, prize out I begin to Databend Not to win, prize out Don’t show me why The future life’s depending On your better mind Cut up and condescending Goodnight, my love Thicker thighs for my friends My hopes are above Where all of your data’s landing I begin to Databend Nothing in, prize out I begin to Databend Not to win, prize out Not to win, not to win, not to win Nothing in, nothing in, nothing in Not to win, not to win, not to win Nothing in, nothing in, nothing in I begin to Databend Nothing in, prize out I begin to Databend Not to win, prize out