Soup – Daan – letras

everybody’s a phone boothcalling up their own youtheveryone’s a lost youtheveryone’s a lost childeveryone’s a fair childeveryone’s a judge with a caneeveryone’s a swimming pooland everyone’s a diving fool’cause everyone’s afraid to look backso maybe you’re not the only oneobeying an unloaded gun’cause time will tell that people are no proofwhen are you gonna learn that your lips will get burnedif you don’t believe the guy who runs the shop?come dive with me, i’ll count to three and jump into my soupi’m swimming, you’re swimmingyeah, we’re all swimming in the same soupi’m swimming, you’re swimmingyeah, we’re all swimming in the same souptake my spoon and catch the circulating mushroomshigh as noon, i do not recognize a meatballeat as one mouth or drown as one sproutwhen are you gonna learn that your lips will get burnedif you don’t believe the guy who runs the shop?come dive with me, i’ll count to three and jump into my soup