Soul 2 soul

Feng, Feng, Feng It's gotta be soul to soul, not flesh to flesh What you are is what you let inside of you, so be protective So think twice when you think about linking your best friend Your spirit dies when you give up your body to wastemen Have standards, my darling, decline when you see it calling You're fine and I see you bawling When they cut off your wings, you're falling You a bird, albatross, so you can't afford it I see you whining in nightclubs, getting lit in Shoreditch Don't let no man call you their bitch Just have some fun, until you see the sun Smoke that blunt, and get home safe I'm praying for you that you find Yahweh Too much wine, drunk on the central line I hope that you're fine, if not, call my line I can't lose you, girl, we need you in this life Live fast, die young, but I don't want you to die It's gotta be soul to soul, not flesh to flesh What you are is what you let inside of you, so be protective So think twice when you think about linking your best friend Your spirit dies when you give up your body to wastemen