It was the mean recipe for disaster
Fel mouth without digesting
Looking like that aside point
I was the happiest of all
Bowl of good intentions
Dirty spoon
A kilo of frustrations
I give them the rest
CHORUS
Only one slip
Only one slip
What a transfusion of confusion
That can more than confuse
I guess I take the crooked path
I admit that I should have noticed the signal
Pass the light of your affection
On the street of humiliation
Take the most confusing return
Left instead of giving direct here
Accelerate from front always
And you will know what happened
CHORUS
Only one slip
Only one slip
What a transfusion of confusion
That can more than confuse
Presents that for your city
You will not live more than very bad
The big mistake that chases you where you're going
From heaven they will forget
And in that one day they have to notice
What will you learn and fly or will you fall
Bowl of good intentions
Dirty spoon
A kilo of frustrations
I give them the rest
CHORUS
Only one slip
Only one slip
That was a humble bad step
What happened?
Only one slip
Only one slip
What a transfusion of confusion
That can more than confuse
Only among all we can make this a better place :)