слова песни Kasabian - Processed beats
I ran from the tide
Won't let you hide
Won't let you hide
I drop beats from this processed meat
For a conversation
A meditation and
I cut waves like some unborn sage
Just like terrorists on a day of rest singin
I ran from the tide
Won't let you hide
Won't let you hide
I break bones stealin mobile phones
And I'm cuttin deals for these homeless meals
Makin idle threats using chinese burns
As you load my head with the grateful dead singin
I ran from the tide
Won't let you hide
Won't let you hide
I ran from the tide
Won't let you hide
Won't let you hide
I ran from the tide
Won't let you hide
Won't let you hide
I ran from the tide
Won't let you hide
Won't let you hide