Track byEddy Meets Yannah
out here squeezing colours till they bleed heands drip with rainbow's rainbow's and seeds now sing me that song arrange the next bout snow on the stones but a wiked sun coming out slipping on an ice that a bad fairy put down slipping on an ice a bad fairy put down skin of the earth on the skin of my chest and it's tight and it's drawn and it just needs rest that bad fairys playing her tricks again that bad fairys playing her tricks on me again that bad fairys playing her tricks on me again that bad fairys playing her tricks too old to change I'll just tresspass a while sit's me in blanket's in the dust of the street I don't need no face got patterns from the oll on my feet up to her tricks again up to those tricks again I've heard theres landscapes behind your eyes liying in wait to jump infront give those feet ground to tread cactus and red soil and dry dead trees but I'm talking to the wind with snow to my knees that fairy of mind playing tricks don't come with a rescue we got nowhere to go fragile it scattered pleces of sun in the snow look at all this water we lost the sun in the snow that bad fairy's playing her tricks on me again that bad fairy's playing her tricks on me again theres a bad fairy laughing from behind a tree she won't make us do it but she won't make us leave