Meddle In The Mold - A COLORS SHOW Songtext
von BANKS

I saw you standing by
The elevator did it right?
So why you so pressed baby?
That′s your floor, wasn't it?
Thought it was
No, my mistake
It must′ve been my own imagination
See, I wanted it to be, cause that floor's the same as me and
I should know the way it goes

You spit in my circle, cause you know me
I let you feed on me, cause you're wounded
So hit me again
Someone to give you a quota
I found a new donor
I′ll get you to give me it


Brick, you pick up my calls
When I climbed your walls
You brought your stick
If I start to trip, would you break my fall?
Oh, but boy you thick
Cause you chew your gum with scissors on the run
Like, oh, baby (hmm)
Hmm, you think you slick, uh?
Where′d you go now?
Get your coat, you ain't witty in the cold
Uh, sick, uh, cause you run down
Cause you run round, meedle in the mold

You always eat your words
You claim they always tasted good
So why are you so stuffed, baby?
That′s your fault, isn't it? Yes, it was
No, you never take
You never take responsibility
See, I wanted us to eat at a table with two seats
But, I should know the way it goes

You spit in my circle, cause you know me
I let you feed on me, cause you′re wounded
So hit me again
Someone to give you a quota
I found a new donor
I'll get you to give me it


Brick, you pick up my calls
When I climbed your walls
You brought your stick
If I start to trip, would you break my fall?
Oh, but boy you thick
Cause you chew your gum with scissors on the run
Like, oh, baby (hmm)
Hmm, you think you slick, uh?
Where′d you go now?
Get your coat, you ain't witty in the cold
Uh, sick, uh, cause you run down
Cause you run round, meedle in the mold