First contact __ the start is quite simple /
Put the needle on the record and that's it for the silence /
I deliver, everything creamy full of vanilla, filling tracks with syllables /
they fall off the lip, according to the motto 'out of the mouth off the mind'/ lumps evaporate deep down inside me and disappear in the wind / knots untangle themselves, from dull and dreary to it doesn't get any better than this / you need it absolutely/
I don't need anything /
do double shifts and reach my limits /
hopefully not, because L One and LeoLex, the combination so sick /
Thunder and lightning , is it due to our fundamental serenity? /
maybe, late evening alone at home until the muse stops by /
hands off my substances /
Swagger too curvy within an absurd mainstream culture /
like a bouquet of clichés one hundred thousand ideas and one sentence /

Suspicion of being obsessed over writing lyrics /
with a little imagination I put a picture on every bar /
keeping it thorough, progress put into words /
one hundred thousand ideas and a sentence /
imagination, obsessed over writing lyrics /
one hundred thousand ideas and one sentence/
progress put into words /

I reach a strange area of consciousness, diving into unlimited reality / immersed in mystical streams _ fantasy worlds /
crazy vocabulary dug up and meticulously transferred /
with chalk on boards , stashed for posterity /
the west is going under, what a surprise /
conformal robots with blood on their hands /
the figure in my mirror speaks volumes and assures me /
that everything is okay, that everything is too late /
aiming high, the growth finite like Tetris /
understatements forgotten, people are greedy and arrogant/
obstruct ways with a 'plate mine fetish' /
there's a rule for everything, and contracts, finicky/
doing exactly what the scene talks about /
Everyone against everyone __ until everyone is waving white flags /
From the idle eaves to the atomic rains, damn /

one hundred thousand ideas and one sentence /
Suspicion of being obsessed over writing lyrics /
with a little imagination I put a picture on every bar /
keeping it thorough, progress put into words /
one hundred thousand ideas and a sentence /
imagination, obsessed over writing lyrics /
we work on texts, beats and cuts until it's right /