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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hot Breath
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jennifer Israelsson
Songwriter
Karl Edfeldt
Songwriter
Jimmy Karlsson
Songwriter
Anton Frick Kallmin
Songwriter
Lyrics
I got bad taste choosing lovers
Bad taste of first class covers
Ain't surpised, I went insane
With no dollars pouring
Down like rain
No arms, no legs, no feet
I'm still running to the beat
Dark blue, rubbery lips
I'm still dancing
Without my hips
I'm just a torso with a head
It doesn't matter,
I'm still not dead
A lifetime of bad moves
A lifetime of silent proofs
Ain't surprised, I went mad
Leaving all things I've never had
No arms, no legs, no feet
I'm still running to the beat
Dark blue, rubbery lips
I'm still dancing
Without my hips
I'm just a torso with a head
It doesn't matter
Keep pushing venom
From my blood
I'm cutting through iron and
Through mud
I'm still not dead and
I won't be done
I just keep on dancing
I keep pushing venom
From my blood
I'm cutting through iron and
Through mud
I'm still not dead and
I won't be done
I just keep on,
Keep on dancing to the beat
So if I play my cards right,
I'll show you what I got
If I do my work
Right and right on time
I may seem like a proper child
But my blood will
Always run wild
No arms, no legs, no feet
I'm still running to the beat
Dark blue, rubbery lips
Venom from my blood
I'm cutting through iron
And through mud
I'm still not dead and
I won't be done
I just keep on dancing
I keep pushing venom
From my blood
I'm cutting through iron
And through mud
I'm still not dead and
I won't be done
I just keep on dancing, dancing
Venom, venom
Venom, venom
Venom, venom
Writer(s): Israelsson Jennifer Sara Maria, Karlsson Jimmy Edvard Samuel, Frick Kallmin Anton Lawe Erik, Edfeldt Karl Adam Tobias
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