Spinne uh, let's go Laki: ey, ich bin total schlaff von den Tour promos, alter normaler Weise rappe ich doch nicht so schwul, oder? *zieht sich n yello
Translation: Kool Savas. Spinne (Feat. Laki, Germany, Flipstar, Lunafrow, Curse, Jonesmann, Italo Reno, Azad).
Translation: Torfrock. Hildegard, the spider.
der Mauer hier im Park sitzt die Spinne Hildegard Sie hat ein graues Netz gebaut Womit sie uns die Fliegen klaut Hildegard die Spinne Hildegard die Spinne
: Spinne uh, let's go Laki: ey, ich bin total schlaff von den Tour promos, alter normaler Weise rappe ich doch nicht so schwul, oder? *zieht sich n
I give you call but you've not answering I give thumbs-up but you don't care I'm always wrote a song but you've not even sing along I'll give you rose
We both lie silently still In the dead of the night Although we both lie close together We feel miles apart inside Was it something I said or something
You feed me to the lions A delicate balance When this just feels like spinning plates I'm living in cloud cuckoo land And this just feels like spinning
The black and cold reminds me Of all the distance we have crossed And if your darkness blinds me I could never be more lost But I'm not the one who seeks
There're spiders in your room But there always will be There's people to be fooled And there always has been Hold out your hand, hold out your hand Or
Show us' your special move. (laughing in background)
Than be afraid of my own I'd rather be with you I'd rather not know Where I'll be than Be alone and convinced that I know When the world keeps spinning
Well, well, well Well, well, well, well Oh baby, listen to me Just got laid off from work today I can't go home, what am I gonna say? Guess I'll go to
to bed all alone He didn't notice, she'd gone And it takes all her strength to hang on She's on the edge of the circle Watchin' him spin around They
might get rest See, slight success only brings more hunger But don't you mistake lightning for thunder 'Cause thunder just rumbles, lightning strikes Like me of great faith, then white's hype Why your rims spin
Fire of the sun, flowers crumble into dust The seed shall scatter and die Light in her eyes, pours black in their lives We gather 'round the funeral pyre
[Janet:] Love is the one thing that keeps you up... ...spinning round like a rollercoaster
