lyrics
Blow me some smoke, I don’t care. I’m feeling radical. I roam free in dying hope to fill the holes. Got my four walls and a roof, guess I’m proof to all the ordinary sticks and stones, or any physical torture. See how it goes with our self–control as you blow me some more. Did a spliff murder my soul? This is one precious life–I sleep well, I build the new me, though I miss my old self, I’m cautious. Blow me some smoke, I see my place, a certain beauty, an infinite race, where blokes get stabbed and cars collide only a few steps away from where the weddings take place. Can you hand me the keys, so me and my peer can go for a ride? Be cautious. Will you stay cautious? And I forgive myself on daily basis, pour myself a drink. And often talk in disrespect, but I don’t mean a single thing, I’m cautious and lost in faces and opinions when the sun goes down. Can you blow me some smoke, once again I’m feeling radical. I roam free, but I think I filled the holes. You had a few good years in a row? Man, it comes and goes. Keep your wishes on an all time low and hand me the keys, so you and me can go for a ride. Be cautious. Will you stay cautious? Will ya?
credits
from
A Certain Beauty,
released September 23, 2020
Šimon Marek—Samples, Rhodes, Vocals
Pavel Vít—Vocals
Jakub Šponer—Vocals
Ondřej Šponer—Vocals
Marek Amiridis—Vocals
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