Haute Couture Songtext
von Istasha

Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
To cite the Bible, idle
Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
Take the blame

Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
To cite the Bible, idle
Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
Take the blame


White upon my lens, like I got blinded
Brought a stain into the
Spite room, pipe tomb
Nostrils enter space dome
Midas touching hands, and turn to blood discerning gold, that′s certain
Sight downgrade
Lobe ask, no blame though

Dispatch, crosshatch
Wake up in the IC unit
Mismatch, detach
Brain is lost inside, assuming
Instagram all pages
stay for likes, maneuver
Out of luck, leave, duck
Out the process, back into it

Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
To cite the Bible, idle
Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
Take the blame


Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
To cite the Bible, idle
Leeching undercover, sedate
Hide in the process, over
Reaching for another, restate
Take the blame (yeah)