Lyrics

I don’t need your shoes
Don’t try to wash my brain
I need my mouth-wash
The certain tricks, they let me unfold

Sometimes some clever thoughts they bring
They bring me constipation
Some arrogant comfort lords
They help me to release my suffocation

The story goes on
I ‘m carrying my dreams but now
Those moments can only exists
When I build up my resistance

We are resisting
We resonate
We create new paths
We need this routine
In order to survive
To sound dirty or clean

Dirty or clean
Today and tomorrow
Dirty or clean
I don’t sell my cosmic relief
I don’t need your shoes
nor your brainwash not tricks to me
I let my mouth-wash aside
No need to warn me

You can fart my balls now
I ‘ll stay firm, devoted on my dreams
I got my reasons to exist, to resonate and to live
Tones of exergy and dirty manners or clean
Dirty or clean
Today and tomorrow
Dirty or clean
I don’t sell my cosmic relief