I want to take you far away from the cynics in this town and kiss you on the mouth. we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene, start a brand new colony where everything will change, we'll give ourselves new names, identities erased. the sun will heat the grounds under our bare feet in this brand new colony.
caso tivessemos 7 vidas, uma delas era a fazer isto...mandar-me po caralho c uma chavala...tranquilão!
I've got a cupboard with cans of food Filtered water and pictures of you and I'm not coming out until this is all over
and I'm looking through the glass where the light bends at the cracks And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending the echoes belong to someone Someone I used to know
And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
I wanted to walk through the empty streets and feel something constant under my feet but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors because the air outside will make our cells divide at an alarming rate until our shells simply cannot hold all our insides in and that's when we'll explode and it won't be a pretty sight
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go (repeat until fade)
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esta musica tem uma grande estrofe....
ResponderEliminarI want to take you far away from the cynics in this
town and kiss you on the mouth.
we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of
this scene, start a brand new colony
where everything will change, we'll give
ourselves new names, identities erased.
the sun will heat the grounds under our bare
feet in this brand new colony.
caso tivessemos 7 vidas, uma delas era a fazer isto...mandar-me po caralho c uma chavala...tranquilão!
lol muito bom!
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I've got a cupboard with cans of food
Filtered water and pictures of you
and I'm not coming out until this is all over
and I'm looking through the glass
where the light bends at the cracks
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
pretending the echoes belong to someone
Someone I used to know
And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
I wanted to walk through the empty streets
and feel something constant under my feet
but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors
because the air outside will make
our cells divide at an alarming rate
until our shells simply cannot hold
all our insides in
and that's when we'll explode
and it won't be a pretty sight
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go (repeat until fade)
mas tu es um nuky mannn lol ;)
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