Criminals

Verse 1: Your fingers are criminals, They have done things so cynical, Their movement is lyrical, They tell stories similar, To a world not physical, Neither fictional, Nor real, But fluid reality, Escape from duality, A different mentality, A feeling of clarity, Chorus: They fear not lord, Criminals, criminals, criminals... They commit beautiful crimes, dancing on your skin, My hands roll over your body, coconut soaked-in stealin your heart, making you sin they omit ancient rhymes, My soul loathes over your body, feelin your spark Criminals, criminals, criminals... Verse 1: Your fingers are criminals, They have done things so cynical, Their movement is lyrical, They tell stories similar, To a world not physical, Neither fictional, Nor real, But fluid reality, Escape from duality, A different mentality, A feeling of clarity, Chorus: They fear not lord, Criminals, criminals, criminals...