Tekst:
Flying Blind Leave

come and tear it all apart? Ooooooooohh.... I can't leave you there. I can't leave you there. With you in my mind I can't leave you there Can

trying to fold it Turn around the broom handle and trying to hold it It's plenty dirt to be swept, and leaves to be raked Now you need to leave from

. Is there anyone out there? Somewhere I can belong Man the city just ain't so kind tonight I need a place to take refuge See I been loving you blind

jump in the well again Sunshines or rain acid, El-P the battle master Lactose breaking down your fucking fractals till you're flaccid I'm leaving Las Vegas like a hundred flying

and say It's so strange I feel this way, it's so real, it's happening today, Stop still something burns my body falls I begin to turn (instrumental verse) Flying

my ways How did I come so far My everlasting flame, my dying star I can mend my ways Now, I?m flying, hanging on the wind Following the night And ride Leave

quasar is coming Ordered by my mind Spreading X-rays Making the system blind Astral rotation Turning the wrong way Solar collision Causing the end of this age Comets flying

want a girl in Yves Saint Laurent You'd rather fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabban', now, yeah And what the fuck he on? Stop your blood clot crying 'Fore these plates start flying

girl in Yves Saint Laurent You'd rather fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabann' (now) {yeah} And what the fuck he on?! Stop your bloodclot crying 'fore these plates start flying