The Islandman
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โฑ๏ธ 3:27 duration
๐ ID: 21441854
๐ Lyrics
Sat controlling fake Commandants
Yet never touch the breeze, a condemnation from condensation those siphoned dry still gather spores
They've made it easy to while away the time that we have
An unfit mind sits back and signs for new perfect ways to waste our time
I try to imagine what lies in that big brain of yours
The islandman doesn't want for all the things that we have
To take a fertile piece of land build a simple home and when something's washed ashore we'll take it
I will take it. We have more, do we need more than we had?
Yet never touch the breeze, a condemnation from condensation those siphoned dry still gather spores
They've made it easy to while away the time that we have
An unfit mind sits back and signs for new perfect ways to waste our time
I try to imagine what lies in that big brain of yours
The islandman doesn't want for all the things that we have
To take a fertile piece of land build a simple home and when something's washed ashore we'll take it
I will take it. We have more, do we need more than we had?