Niine Songtext
von Caandides

One another, tobacco night
And a Taco Bell shines through a quiet night
Quarantine in the park
We see the flow of another growing cross

Lord, we feel sublime
In looking backwards off on a vision
There must be a word
Sharpened enough to sew up all the others

Another winter spoilt like a year
Of childish rules and unfruitful labour
Seems like time is pitching down on us
Must pay the price for chewing on the verve

And see the flow
We see the flow
Ooh, see the flow
We see the flow


One another, silvered night
In some hotel, dull as a dying light
Quarantine in the loop
I shut my eyes and sip my deadly soup

Lord, we feel sublime
In looking backwards off on a vision
There must be a word
Sharpened enough to sew up all the others


And see the flow
We see the flow
Ah, see the flow
We see the flow, oh, oh
Ah, see the flow
We see the flow
Ah, see the flow
We see the flow, oh, oh
Ah, see the flow
We see the flow
We see the flow
We see the flow
We see the flow
We see the flow
We see the flow
See the flow