Biicla — No Place

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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