corrija a letra Letra Wikid Satellites por Greentea Peng

Retornar

Letra

Nightmares on Wax
Greentea Peng
Chantin' down Babylon (Fact-check the fact-checkers)
F**k 'em, see

I been thinkin' kinda lately that it's
Time to stop buyin' into this crap
Dependent on this and need the new that
Five different devices just to have a chit-chat, and
This is gettin' ridiculous, please
Children minin' minerals and dutty 5G, I
Can't feel the illusion no more
As I look to the floor for my feet, I feel incomplete

I cannot be here, you cannot watch me
I need my privacy, my civil liberties
My human sovereignty
You's even f**kin' with the air that I breathe, nah, please
I cannot be here, you cannot watch me
I need my privacy, my civil liberties
My human sovereignty
You's even f**kin' with the air that I breathe, nah, please
Who decided to put fluoride in our water?
It's bad for you, go tell your sons and daughters
Why we look to these man for our protection? (Our protection)
When they lie to us and they're (Forcin', forcin', forcin')
Sell you drugs, but they don't want to hear you
Conditioned you just to be a consumer
Distorted concepts of success and happiness
I'm just tryna lose my head and forget everything this man said

(F**kin' with the air that I breathe)
(F**kin' with the air that I breathe)
(F**kin' with the air that I breathe)
(F**kin' with the air that I breathe)
(F**kin' with the air that I breathe) With the air that I breathe
F**kin' with the air that I breathe
F**kin' with the air that I breathe, f**kin' with the air that I breathe
F**kin' with the air that I breathe
The air that I breathe and the water I drink and the food that I eat
And the thoughts that I think (Infiltrate)
Infiltrate, infiltrate
(Dutty politicians) Dutty politician, a wicked satellite
Dutty politician, a wicked satellite
(Wicked satellite, wicked satellite)
(Wicked satellite, wicked satellite)
(Wicked satellites, wicked satellite)
(Wicked satellite) Dutty politician (Wicked satellite)
Dutty politicians and wicked satellites

Wicked satellite or a shooting star?
I can't tell anymore
You covered the MA in metal dishes, and
I can't help but think your intent is vicious
So you'll travel to the moon and you'll ruin that, too
In your business suits, yeah, you're business tycoons
You're the type of fools, rinse of man's last resource

Dutty politicians
Dutty politicians and wicked satellite
Dutty politicians and wicked satellite
Dutty politicians and wicked satellites

vídeo de música

Seu nome será publicado. Deixe os campos em branco para permanecer anônimo.