Thursday, April 6, 2006
No tengo ganas. El motive está por los suelos colega.
Estoy viendo Tú a Londres y Yo a California.
Podía irme yo a California, que no? A mi viñedo de Napa.
Eso sí, quiero a Leyi con pasión.
Get some pain and I feel alive – born to end.
Close my eyes overdose on hell – born to end.
Get run over by no direction – born to end.
Breathing dead and I’m born to end – born to end.
Fall to the floor my baby, baby.
I no longer believe.
Fall to the floor my baby, baby.
I’ve lost the love to sleep.
H-Bomb the only thing that will bring a freedom to life.
Underneath the blue skies beautiful empty dying.
Nagasaki dolls are burning.
Europe freed by McDonalds and Levi’s – born to end.
Can’t afford it so I hate it all – born to end.
Images linger like repression – born to end.
Concentration camps of our dreams – born to end.
Fall to the floor my baby, baby.
I no longer believe.
Fall to the floor my baby, baby.
I’ve lost the love to sleep.
H-Bomb the only thing that will bring a freedom to life.
Underneath the blue skies beautiful empty dying.
Nagasaki dolls are burning.
Beg for mercy.
Pray for war
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