Care Proof Songtext
von Honey Claws

It′s a purple (land?) I'm walking through
Something tells me I might do
Things I never thought that I could
Don′t call me on my (rolls?), understood?
Crash land in another situation
(...) for the next sensation
Done doing shit that don't get me high
Done doing shit that don't get me my

Black Bentz, back seat loaded
Bad reminision, but I got badder motifs
Seat belt floppin - dyin anyway
Pull over to the gas (...) it′s my way
Rob a (mickey?) paper bag, Ernest Hemingway
360 I′m in the creme brule
I'm zoning out the sunroof
Weight of the world ain′t nothin when you care proof
When you care proof
When you care proof
When you care proof


It's a purple (land?) I′m walking through
Something tells me I might do
Things I never thought that I could
Don't call me on my (rolls?), understood?
Crash land in another situation
Brother starving for the next sensation
Done doing shit that don′t get me high
Done doing shit that don't get me my

Preacher's talkin bout flame-grilled demons
Pretty sure those tales are deceiving
What′s behind a war, it ain′t nothing off shore
(...)
What's the difference if I do it on a small scale?
Weigh it up so the grapes don′t (...)
What they gonna say when I'm dead and absent
Good, was he bad or just a square in a casket

Sen-sensations, sending out the real vibrations
Making all the wrong donations
Temptations
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha

It′s a purple land I'm walking through
Something tells me I might do