Letra de The Garden - Faithless

Beg you listen me, don't be kissing me 'til I'm done

Unsung champion, reason, like seasoning

Pepper your thoughts with spice, and entice you to a space

Where I dwell with bass players and layers and loops

Think what I think with my prayers. It's nice. My world is everything I've become

Contained in the hum between voice and drum
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I'm coming from the same place I'm still running from

But even sitting in the garden one can still get stung