Paroles de Mr Noah

This dog got bit on a leg He got a really big chip on a leg Don't want to get out of bed Unless he feel like it justified Here comes the loaf again Drip a lot, drop a lot Become an oaf again Trip a lot, trip a lot So wide to the other side Shuts an eye But he stays like a stump inside Hey, hey, hey Upon the gusts he glide Brittle mind, gentle mind Toward a bigger sign Every time, every time So much for the safest vibe Tossed aside But he burns like a blaze inside Hey, hey, hey