Låttexter:
Curve Crystal

soul The hand of God will make you whole Here I am in the doghouse I sure don't know what I've done wrong Crystal only ever smiles through her eyes Crystal

the place is an experience before the reasons why for the sake of sounding fly, but I grade your style without the curve Cause you don't deserve to

When death so swiftly has coveted The client from this plane A journey forged in ice has just begun A crystal line entombment preservation now awaits

like a tadpole out of gonads You know OutKast the truth, hit the boot, we makin' mo' jams Spreadin' strawberry preserves on your nervous programs Fuck the learning curve

Look of my eyes, full of sadness Spread diffusely on affable curves Of your innocent body. My sorrow is waterfall dash tompieces About crystal surface

feeling for impossible season Evaluate, appropriate, another well done steak Be mindful of suspicion And I have seen with my eyes of green The curving

that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light and the Glories swept the sky As the Northlights gleamed and curved

When death so swiftly has coveted The client from this plane A journey forged in ice has just begun A crystal line entombment preservation now awaits

Barcelona She hating attention, but every naked eye on her Straight out of Arizona, I told her that I'm a loner I'm offering crystal, but she prefer lime