No Place - Biicla

Keeping it easy

Keeping it easy

I write it down

I put my thoughts on paper

Welcome to the torture chamber

You call me Mister Cosmic Ranger

It’s an unbelievable danger

I’ma draw from my subliminal saviour

I’m edition of a limited raver

Smashing out holes and craters

When we dance nobody make us

And nobody here disputing the sound

That’s why I stand up on the stage

And I’m saluting the crowd

Look at this mess you’ve made me

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Keeping it easy

Look at this mess we’ve made

I can’t find my feet

Keeping it easy

Keeping it easy

Look at this mess you’ve made me

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Keeping it easy

Look at this mess we’ve made

I can’t find my feet

Keeping it easy

I write it down

I put my thoughts on paper

Welcome to the torture chamber

You call me Mister Cosmic Ranger

It’s an unbelievable danger

I’ma draw from my subliminal saviour

I’m edition of a limited raver

Smashing out holes and craters

When we dance nobody make us

And nobody here disputing the sound

That’s why I stand up on the stage

And I’m saluting the crowd

Look at this mess you’ve made me

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Keeping it easy

Look at this mess we’ve made

I can’t find my feet

Keeping it easy

Look at this mess you’ve made me

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Keeping it easy

Look at this mess we’ve made

I can’t find my feet

Keeping it easy