Nine Arms Songtext
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Nine Arms Songtext
Getting up getting into cold
Muscle memory and eyes half closed
Getting back to my eight days week
I miss my heart, my nights, my streets
There′s a rating to get
Love yourself, done with that
Poor peeps hate that trick
Giving thrills to shit a brick
Double paid aint no sin
Bear the grind this pay to win
There's a rating to get
Love yourself, done with that
I am taking two steps back for a while
Learn to walk unpossessed and free a soul from this stress
Sweet chills are running down my spine
I am off that panic, I am off for quite some time
Hey little scum grab some sweets
Freetime means shit, feel and repeat
Another ego boost, self shot to snatch
Fucking hell it′s half past edge
There's a rating to get
Love yourself, done with that
I am taking two steps back for a while
Learn to walk unpossessed and free a soul from this stress
Sweet chills are running down my spine
I am off that panic, I am off for quite some time
Muscle memory and eyes half closed
Getting back to my eight days week
I miss my heart, my nights, my streets
There′s a rating to get
Love yourself, done with that
Poor peeps hate that trick
Giving thrills to shit a brick
Double paid aint no sin
Bear the grind this pay to win
There's a rating to get
Love yourself, done with that
I am taking two steps back for a while
Learn to walk unpossessed and free a soul from this stress
Sweet chills are running down my spine
I am off that panic, I am off for quite some time
Hey little scum grab some sweets
Freetime means shit, feel and repeat
Another ego boost, self shot to snatch
Fucking hell it′s half past edge
There's a rating to get
Love yourself, done with that
I am taking two steps back for a while
Learn to walk unpossessed and free a soul from this stress
Sweet chills are running down my spine
I am off that panic, I am off for quite some time
Writer(s): Glenn Gillmann, Norman Steiner, Philipp Ehrenreich, Robert Licznerski, Tilmann Rohlf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

