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A Minute...

Little By Little

Lyrics: 
Drones over my city, drones over my house 
Something in the air, stuff that goes around 
Cannot find the ocean, people from the South
They say the city’s dying, I can see it now 

Three blocks to the west end, people on the street 
Faces in the crowd, no one cares about 
It's end of the Season, it's a taste in my mouth 
We are permanently out

Noah and Emma will complain, Noah and Emma understand
Noah and Emma, what’s your plan? Noah and Emma, we’re your friends
we’re your friends

Lalalalalalala Lalalalalala 
Eins Zwei, Eins Zwei (x2)
Te veel is te veel

They rob you on the corner, they knock you off your feet
Oh my gosh the price of water, there's nothing here for free
Saw a little blue bird flying, they shot it from the sky
But people hide their eyes, cannot see the signs

Noah and Emma will complain, Noah and Emma understand
Noah and Emma, what’s your plan? Noah and Emma, we’re your friends
we’re your friends

Lalalalalalala Lalalalalala 
Eins Zwei, Eins Zwei (x2)
Te veel is te veel


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