This is a song about "Rawalk in the rainne"

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

In the face of the outside.

It's alright, if it's right

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

She wanted to fight at first

I'm in the the real world

Knocked out in the lunch in

It's a -- situation

In the foreground while i'm in the

How beautiful are thou, africa

You can bring your crew motherfucker

In the heat of the summer,