Lyrics

Riddles all the time

You make me talk in a tongue that has not yet been invented
You make me laugh and the word to describe it is « demented »
The way you talk in riddles all the time

Pride is the only thing that's stopping me from prostrating
For I was born in a world not giving only trading
So I will play my fiddle for a dime

Follow your dreams
Follow them through
Follow your dreams
You never know when or where they come true

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Don't fear being stuck in the middle for a rhyme

The streets are bursting at the seams like a werewolf's ripped shirt
You can't work on an engine and skip the dirt
Why do you talk in riddles all the time ?