Now the waves they drag you down Carry you to broken ground. Now I find you in the sand Wipe you clean with dirty hands. So goddamn this boiling space The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna Leave the horror here. Forget the horror here. Forget the horror here. Leave it all down here. It's future rust and it's future dust. I'm the fury in your head. I'm the fury in your bed. I'm the ghost in the back of your head. 'Cause I am. Spoiler: Spanish Sahara - Foals
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are? Ha ha ha, bless your soul. You really think you're in control. Well, I think you're crazy. I think you're crazy. I think you're crazy. Just like me. Spoiler: Crazy - Daniela Andrade
And they say She's in the class A team Stuck in her daydream Been this way since eighteen But lately her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting Crumbling like pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to us 'Cause we're just under the upper hand Go mad for a couple grams She don't wanna go outside tonight And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland Or sells loves to another man It's too cold outside For angels to fly An angel will die Covered in white Closed eyes And hoping for a better life This time, we'll fade out tonight Straight down the line. Spoiler: The A Team - Daniela Andrade