Dead End Street (feat. Fritz Fisherman)

Daydreaming is her favorite occupation
When her mind slowly drifts away
She forgets everything around
Thoughts get blurry when she's in this state of mind

But I sing uh don't worry yourself no more
About this problem that you keep making up
And I know that sometimes it can feel like you're in a dead end street
And there's no way out

Who are you again
Need a moment like who are you again
Two dead ends and you stick out to choose now

Yeah, ey
Always praise the architects
Felt like our comic strip turned into a marvel flick
Love to those copping this don't know how to market it

Late on taxes though steady growth is what our target is
Like Barack Obama transatlantic partnerships
Promises had strings attached like kendama tricks yeah
The obvious is gold when the truth is hard to get

Shining like Mikey Rourke in the wrestler
Traffic lights on standby so I guess its late
Others hesitate sucker when I dedicate

Small change in left my pocket
The batterie flat so I reflect on it
Need a moment like who are you again
Who are you again?

Looking foolish in those Gucci pants
Who are you
Two dead ends and you stick out to choose now
Make a move
Make a move

Who are you again need a moment like who are you again
Two dead ends and you stick out to choose now
Make a move now

Who are you again need a moment like who are you again
Two dead ends and you stick out to choose now
Make a move now