Songtext von Be Mini

no talk no touching white glove thing, always something. you stand tall fly your flags cast your lot, its always something. lash out - crush your brothers to save the mother, its always something. kill the girls to save the babies? or save face? there's always something you'll find - thought crimes for high minds with idle time... you push to stay distant & attack the difference - slways something. you stand tall fly your flags cast your lot, it's always something no thought no feeling white glove thing, always something we run hot with cold touch - it's our loss, but there's always something you'll find. thought crimes for high minds with idle time... -call me when you've dropped your flags -call me when the shuttle lands -call me when you're back to being you