Antwanet who has the ball?
Turn around and you already know
Antwanet who has the ball?
If you can't catch you are killed
Tall trees catch the wind
/>And take it with you in a box
So small, but the small in it
Life makes me let the small come alive
A big feeling but small given
Let just fall over me like a tablecloth
And say I'm happy
Well, so to speak then
It just depends on what you like
I collect some days, drop a gauze
Sometimes I don't feel like carrying those suitcases
I let go, dissolve it, become invisible
And give the outside air some space back
So, now I'm sitting on my bicycle as if it were nothing
But nothing can't make the actions run by itself
Can you see it in your mind?
You don't see, you hear me, your intuition scatters you
You know I'm there
But all I think is let me have an accident
Such a little one that forces you to stay quiet for a while
Do you understand
Tall trees catch the wind
But the wind blows with you
As long as you know
Before you, before you want to go
And if you don't find your way
You wet your middle finger
And the wind, believe me, the wind will
It seems like you want it
They say be is practical in nature
Oh so it's all about action
Even if the conviction is hard to find
Try to tilt the question
Another perspective, what does it say about me?
A lot but somehow nothing
Do you agree? vague the way I talk
You don't have to listen
I'm an emotional rollercoaster that's why I express myself
I'm sorry
Ey fuck it I have to stop doing that
Was my heart was the sole ruler then it beat
I stuffed myself full of knowledge and new impulses
Ate more than I needed, my ego was greedy
Changing for what the, f f filles in me
A lot of those attention-seeking
Women are now walking past screaming
Strange sensations
I see you in that same vague situation
But why am I here? I am you, huh?
I overestimated myself too
You valued me higher than that
Believed me is strength, back in my role
(Doctor, doctor)
I don't know, easy-peasy for
A quack without prescriptions
Our desperation, let us tell you in scents and colors
That I never disappointed anyone as a kid
Well now I do< br/>It is pitch black, pitch black in the palms
In pitch black in the palms of your hands
Close your eyes and be happy
Go with the wind that catches the trees , or
Were they the trees that had caught the wind
Eight, nine, ten, whoever has not gone has been seen
But who is that what and who is where linger
If you can't catch you're dead
It doesn't matter that I get my status in the garage
Step down from my pedestal
I'm not appreciated, I'm not learned
Nice, cute, kind and talk big, accommodating
Social, cooperative, no I'm here
Is there a fish ball missing, sturdy as hard frosted glass
I'm holding on to my heart
I know what I always see is that moving energy
Shares that title me
Then they most want to play
(Hehe)
Without you I would be somewhere
But luckily I can wandering, I that box
Along with the wind caught by the tree
I now fulfill the promise made to me

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