willis earl beal – nothing lyrics
[verse 1]
just chillin’ in my cut thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
i ain’t got much, but i’ma tell ya somethin’
you know i want your touch ’cause it makes me feel so tough, yeah
standin’ by my car, gotta play to make it start
very far away but they’re close to my heart
just a weird mission while i’m floatin’ on the life preserve
try not to slip or you’ll be alive to find the nerve
[verse 2]
just chillin’ in the cut thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
i ain’t got much, but i’ma tell ya somethin’
you know i need your touch ’cause it makes me feel so tough
you know i need your touch ’cause it makes me feel so tough, yeah
sometimes i gotta find the time to pull off by the side of the road
take a look up high and watch a hawk fly through the sky, yeah
sometimes when i fear the lies i wanna run off and hide, in a hole
lotta fame, say your name gonna change before i die, yeah
[verse 3]
just chillin’ in the cut thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
i ain’t got much, but i’ma tell ya somethin’
you know i want your touch ’cause it makes me feel so tough, yeah
you know i need your touch ’cause it makes me feel so tough
just chillin’ in the cut thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
just chillin’ in the cut thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
chillin’ in the cut thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
[verse 4]
dream of eagles, whatever they show us
as time is measured by the hand
siren of imagination
swim across the desert sand
gypsy dancers in the moonlight
shivas shadow in the lens
signs approximate the daylight
p-ssion burns until it ends
and to the sparkling diamond ocean
silent sea from drift and flow
you shall return with drink and potion
the pilot drops you down below
tell me clear, am i aqua?
to see the date of destiny
please do not fear, it is the god one
who will share the rest of me
the crucifix is made of sticks
the lovers wounds the wolves will lick
the scavengers will perish soon
the h-ll at hand will crumble tombs
to free components of the spirit
unchain the slave they made within
and wandering strangers will get buried
and be changed forever then
[outro]
chillin’ in the cut thinkin’ ’bout nothin’
the crucifix is made of sticks
the lovers wounds the wolves will lick
the scavengers will perish soon
the h-ll at hand will crumble tombs
to free components of the spirit
unchain the slave they made within
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