I breathed on the people and the people started losing their minds
I breathed on the people and the people started losing their minds, oh no
The trouble is I grew that seed too long
The trouble is I grew that seed too long
The trouble is I grew that seed too long
The trouble is I could not turn that sand into stone
Sand into stone
Two, three
At its best, this town is like the rudest person you've ever seen
At its worst, this town is like a psycho-killing fascist machinе, hey
Well, I could not turn that sand into stone
Sand into stonе
All alone
Sand into stone
Running around, running around, running around, hit the ground
Running around, running around, running around, hit the ground
Running around, running around, running around, hit the ground
Running around, running around, running around, hit the ground
Running around, running around, running around, hit the ground
Running around, running around, running around, hit the ground
Running around, running around, running around, hit the ground
Sand into stone, yeah
Sand into stone, yeah
Sand into stone