[Hook:] The moon is full, you can't fake that light No room to move, nah the space got tight Don't need no knife here, we break up fights Put your good
[Hook] The moon is full, you can't fake that light No room to move, nah the space got tight Don't need no knife here, we break up fights Put your good
Traduzione: Atmosfera. Full Moon.
to you You, you just appeared out of nowhere You pick me up without me knowing you You shot me up into he atmosphere [Chorus:] Hey look at me Dancing on the moon
[Akin:] Twice in a blue moon, I might stumble cross thoughts like What's the meaning of life, it triggers foresight Bein able to see, in lost clarity
One time evil mind thuggin cartel I kill everybody in this motherfucker so give me the mail I cant tell leave no witnesses I handle my business Cause I'm full
hesitate to distentigrate One time evil mind thuggin cartel I kill everybody in this motherfucker so give me the mail I cant tell leave no witnesses I handle my business Cause I'm full
forever go! go! go! go! go! go! go! go! watchin' the screen full of madness and freaks watchin' now watchin' the screen full of madness and freaks watchin' the screen full
supposed to be Now it might seem distant but the time is near When our thoughts take off and split the atmosphere Pure sound wave travel semi-infinitely
The full moon always rises at dusk How eccentric is your orbit of life The eleven year cycle of the sunspot Spasmodic in nature but still reaches a maximum
full of blink Time to snort a white hoe bitch Next she tell me fly dont need it but fly say Mane fuck that shit Suckers fill my atmosphere Hoe you should
You can chase me and then I'll chase you back Throughout the atmosphere Our bodies lay frozen but we don't care Through the stars, around the moon, the rings of saturn in full
re in that mood you're in So come and let me run my fingers through your hair Things we do,how it still linger there Making lovin' in this atmosphere Sun,moon
salty wave No sky above No living being, no movement, no colours, no elements No eye to see anything- complete emptiness Before all was nothing? The moon
shit Suckers fill my atmosphere Hoe you should know open your ear Groupie bitches hypnotized by devil shit you hate to hear Standin in the shower full
will burn until morning The air is chilling the skin is bare -They gather every full moon but dance is surely to heat the atmosphere -They gather every full moon
out of my shoulder blades Poker face, hitting switches on my roller-skates Making soup out of Couscous and Froot Loops Moon walking down the block rocking some moon
