They come with clueless minds
Bitter tongue and words
Stab you every now and then
They enjoy the show
You can see them always staring above
Watching up the sky
Once you try to fly or even jump
They will throw you with stones till you die
Pick them and run
Collect them in proud
Throw back every stone they hit and bury them with hate now you burned them alive
And they will smell like the Cradle of envy
It's the poison of the humen race
Feeds their evil souls
You don't want to end up with
A fail story to be told
When you see them crawling
Hiding behind your back
Just turn around to see them shamed naked without masks
Pick them and run
Collect them in proud
Throw back every stone they hit and bury them with hate now you burned them alive
And they will smell like the Cradle of envy
Yazan Ibrahim - Cradle of Envy ( feat. Mamdouh Al Tawili on Bass) Lyrics
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They come with clueless minds
Bitter tongue and words
Stab you every now and then
They enjoy the show
You can see them always staring above
Watching up the sky
Once you try to fly or even jump
They will throw you with stones till you die
Pick them and run
Collect them in proud
Throw back every stone they hit and bury them with hate now you burned them alive
And they will smell like the Cradle of envy
It's the poison of the humen race
Feeds their evil souls
You don't want to end up with
A fail story to be told
When you see them crawling
Hiding behind your back
Just turn around to see them shamed naked without masks
Pick them and run
Collect them in proud
Throw back every stone they hit and bury them with hate now you burned them alive
And they will smell like the Cradle of envy
Bitter tongue and words
Stab you every now and then
They enjoy the show
You can see them always staring above
Watching up the sky
Once you try to fly or even jump
They will throw you with stones till you die
Pick them and run
Collect them in proud
Throw back every stone they hit and bury them with hate now you burned them alive
And they will smell like the Cradle of envy
It's the poison of the humen race
Feeds their evil souls
You don't want to end up with
A fail story to be told
When you see them crawling
Hiding behind your back
Just turn around to see them shamed naked without masks
Pick them and run
Collect them in proud
Throw back every stone they hit and bury them with hate now you burned them alive
And they will smell like the Cradle of envy
Writer: Yazan Yousef
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid