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No Sins, No Flesh Video (MV)




Performed By: Palecoal
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Alan Billi
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Palecoal - No Sins, No Flesh Lyrics




Progress
It lacks some mess
Oppressed
I need a breath

When I walk down city streets
With no flyers on the doors
Always got a weird feeling
Like we had lost the war
Hate to spawn in a white room
Feels like being in a f*cking mall
Can't control all my shivers
When I am standing in this hall
I never got the reason why
They will need to clean all the views
By kicking out the cool stuff
And only keeping gold statues
After sweeping out the cities
Now they want my internet
F*ck
Blacking out the corners
Where all the lights are held

No love, no sins, no flesh
How the f*ck is this progress
No words, no drugs, no mess
That's so colorless

I need more dirt and sex
To enjoy this contest
It feels so lifeless
If I can't transgress
No love, no sins, no flesh
How the f*ck is this progress
No words, no drugs, no mess
That's so colorless

I love to craft my rings
To upgrade all the skills
I need to get on the field
Not scratching my will
But I'll miss the smell
We find in this hell
This heady warming breeze
We all seek like bees
I can vibe with my friends
For days in this land
But I can't face the end
Without all their hands
I need more dirt and sex
To enjoy this contest
It feels so lifeless
If I can't transgress
No love, no sins, no flesh
How the f*ck is this progress
No words, no drugs, no mess
That's so colorless

No love, no sins, no flesh
No words, no drugs, no mess
No love, no sins, no flesh
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English

Progress
It lacks some mess
Oppressed
I need a breath

When I walk down city streets
With no flyers on the doors
Always got a weird feeling
Like we had lost the war
Hate to spawn in a white room
Feels like being in a f*cking mall
Can't control all my shivers
When I am standing in this hall
I never got the reason why
They will need to clean all the views
By kicking out the cool stuff
And only keeping gold statues
After sweeping out the cities
Now they want my internet
F*ck
Blacking out the corners
Where all the lights are held

No love, no sins, no flesh
How the f*ck is this progress
No words, no drugs, no mess
That's so colorless

I need more dirt and sex
To enjoy this contest
It feels so lifeless
If I can't transgress
No love, no sins, no flesh
How the f*ck is this progress
No words, no drugs, no mess
That's so colorless

I love to craft my rings
To upgrade all the skills
I need to get on the field
Not scratching my will
But I'll miss the smell
We find in this hell
This heady warming breeze
We all seek like bees
I can vibe with my friends
For days in this land
But I can't face the end
Without all their hands
I need more dirt and sex
To enjoy this contest
It feels so lifeless
If I can't transgress
No love, no sins, no flesh
How the f*ck is this progress
No words, no drugs, no mess
That's so colorless

No love, no sins, no flesh
No words, no drugs, no mess
No love, no sins, no flesh
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Writer: Alan Billi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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