letra de the site - mass solo revolt
in my dream…
i come upon the sight of cadets digging in the ground
there’s scr-ping and explosions and they’re singing
but my dream is not in sound
now i’m spinning, p-ssing windows
each compartment full of minnows golden brown
meanwhile, back on point…
18 compartments up and trying to come down…
data took a swan dive from the tower of
endless repeating sound
there was static on the radio…
the soundtrack of that circus leaving town
once we leave our birthing nest
it makes us into something less
mom, i’m tired and want to come home
but…i need…this…
and to my old friends i stick my hand out
i don’t know why
to talk me down or p-ss a pill?
underwater dreaming…breathing h2o
the furniture up on the ceiling
walking with our eyes closed
oh, you’ve made a perfect mess
but i don’t need you any less
it’s not a dream
it’s not home
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- letra de miss decibel - wizex
- letra de makila mizik - escobar macson
- letra de o nosso amor a felicidade - joão gilberto
- letra de disseram que voltei americanizada - carmen miranda
- letra de onnen hohteessa - yö
- letra de hot - los rakas