Masterpiece
Sergej Van Bouwel, Bert Ostyn
[Verse 1]
Look ahead and roll it back
Make a sketch of stranger maps
Suddenly I lose my grip and slip
[Verse 2]
Closed in the morning
Time in my hands
Slips through my fingers
My hands it's like sand
[Verse 3]
Have a taste and relax
Something's cooking, so better wait
Suddenly I lose my grip and slip
Onto the masterpiece
[Verse 4]
Bats in the evening
Circling around us
No-one can stop here
This is bad country