Temul (Lie Low) (feat. Lydmor) - Faisal Remix
Every time
Time stops
Lies down sinking on something unknown
My gut starts sinking
I need my sin like change needs linking
Like God needs making out
Like a man needs making
Turn up
Everything
Everywhere
I hear nothing but white noise
Pooring in through my thin failed skin
I'm breathing in bad air
Book another life and take me somewhere
Deep down me
Tell me I'm OK
Better start thinking
I don't wanna be all day
I choose every second
I'm giving to
I work for a death
I work for a living
I'll sing my praises
Not two ways
About making the call
What goes
What stays
There's no tomorrow's left
Just today's
I'm channeling something
Channeling something
Lie low
Soak up your shadow
Saddle up silk horses
Drive them through the black smoke
Lense flare
I fall deep into the heart where
Slipping on whispers
Coming up nowhere
Wanna get let through
Fat on my share
This is where we head to
Self Hell elsewhere
Hot ties lies lare
Right cuts left
And promises belly up
Wrinkel in the wet sand
My?? in Lalalaland
Hitch my ride
I sit when you stand
Don't mind being left at light
As long as I'm straight back
Stand up see through
Even in pitch black
We'll know who's fool
Give me my voice back
Untied tongue time
Run through skies till
Cloud smoke fills my rattling eyes
I've never been left so dead or alife
I'm round and wild
I'm channeling something
Channeling something
Lie low
Soak up your shadow
Saddle up silk horses
Drive them through the black smoke
Time stops
Lies down sinking on something unknown
My gut starts sinking
I need my sin like change needs linking
Like God needs making out
Like a man needs making
Turn up
Everything
Everywhere
I hear nothing but white noise
Pooring in through my thin failed skin
I'm breathing in bad air
Book another life and take me somewhere
Deep down me
Tell me I'm OK
Better start thinking
I don't wanna be all day
I choose every second
I'm giving to
I work for a death
I work for a living
I'll sing my praises
Not two ways
About making the call
What goes
What stays
There's no tomorrow's left
Just today's
I'm channeling something
Channeling something
Lie low
Soak up your shadow
Saddle up silk horses
Drive them through the black smoke
Lense flare
I fall deep into the heart where
Slipping on whispers
Coming up nowhere
Wanna get let through
Fat on my share
This is where we head to
Self Hell elsewhere
Hot ties lies lare
Right cuts left
And promises belly up
Wrinkel in the wet sand
My?? in Lalalaland
Hitch my ride
I sit when you stand
Don't mind being left at light
As long as I'm straight back
Stand up see through
Even in pitch black
We'll know who's fool
Give me my voice back
Untied tongue time
Run through skies till
Cloud smoke fills my rattling eyes
I've never been left so dead or alife
I'm round and wild
I'm channeling something
Channeling something
Lie low
Soak up your shadow
Saddle up silk horses
Drive them through the black smoke
Credits
Writer(s): Hendrik Willemyns, Tim Bruzon, John Roan
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