[Verse 1: Hardfind]

I come swinging from the land of the dead

Land of the dread, man, a land of my head

Everytime I stand up I land on my head

Don't mean to offend it was randomly said

It turns out it's better to be burned out

Than engulfed by the fire that you built

And left behind

Left us in a cleft, behind

Mind

Everywhere you ever went you left a spine

Left us spying

All divine

All visualizing, criminalizing

All these criminal eyes

Ballin's on the criminal mind

The minimal effort always being

Similarly blind

I discriminate and despise

Proceeding with my lies

Though they don't say

We play alone, lame

In the back we lay

And stay all through our days

A mad haze is bad days

And all across the bank lays

A foreign check

I want my morning back

Hey!

You trying to handle me

Can't handle the vandal

Hannibal tantrum throwing

All those cannibal phantom moves

That break the grooves

And I hate the dudes

That hate the rude

I ate the boot

And saved the root

My fate and suit

Are broken and chewed

All together

Broken and screwed

What!

And every name I claim to earn my fame

My shame be same and growing

Worse on every day

It works on every day

Birds don't hear me sing I'm on my level

Keep the shit simple

Still i got strange feelings for example

[Chorus: Hardfind] x2

You know that I

Feel cold

Feel as told and alone it's all gone

You know that I

Feel old

Feeling older than the homies told me

[Verse2: Hans]

Tražiš puno, a ne daš ništa

Nema zrno misli u toj glavi, tabula čista

Pala bude mala ak joj kažeš 'nisi ista'

Ko sve one kaj se kače gole na svoj Insta

Gram ju jebe jer neće večeras blistat

U klubu Dobra šema, sjedne joj ko babi misa

Na misli misionarska kada uzme tijelo krista

Acid slika boje potezima kista

Svaka kajla brije da je Kylie Jenner

Kaj nije malo glupo da lažeš samu sebe?

Kaj nije malo šuplje da dupe ti je predmet?

Kad netko te pogleda da samo hoće da te jebe?

Na story-u u kameru ko tupo tele gleda

Žedna televizije, zamišlja da je roba vrijedna

Al' nema beda, netko utažit će tu žeđ

Dobiš klinca, bivšeg muža čim navršiš 25

Nesto' nam je razum tam di' prestala je istina

Ego ne koristi nam dok igramo se licima

Bolji nego ikad nikad gori nego sad

Hrani id hramovima dignutim u zrak

Bed je priznat, možda stvoreni smo tak

Da igramo se bogova zatvoreni u mrak

Kad nema puta naprijed ruši zid, ne pitaj kak

Ne pitaj puno pitanja i život ti je lak

[Chorus: Hardfind] x4

You know that I

Feel cold

Feel as told and alone it's all gone

You know that I

Feel old

Feeling older than the homies told me