Lint

Lint
Lint
by N/A
Awake inside my dream, come along prepare to fight.
If you do well on casting spells, be my sorceress
all night (That’s quite al right).
Welcome to my war, tell me what I’m fighting for,
if every nun could be a whore, I knew that all before…

I met you and the words you carried called to me
and opened up my eyes.
And I realised our seasons follow lint like downfall
follows lies (ain’t no surprise).
Cause we got one time to see, which never bothered me,
we got one life to live, and that’s enough for me.
Ooh something weird about the moonlight,
made me sing Allah’ akbar
People bowed and prayed on the streets
from dawn to night, insh’ Allah…