Saturday, November 25, 2006

No games allowed

Im getting old and grump, this dark
Its getting cold, her denials
Tu (mi) gran final

Im getting out of here to show you im not to fear
Come closer relax tonight
Your galaxy, my right to live
This endless hole its not

Humid and his webs make me bad (tonight)
She don’t get that those screms make me strong (alone)
Crisis on

You are fighting against biologic essence
Just a caprice, to leave him will be wrong
I will shoot my gun, maybe blood is spill around
Im not the filthy you know

I would rather die a little someday in your cup wine
Than explote every other day in the fantasy you play

What ever comes with lust and in magazines
Its changing my dimensions
Call my name in need

Head down, for me its not enough
Head down for more, i ask it for

What is with this thing call love
I am an all time victim of your fake smile
Got to get to the next station
were the light comes

After you hint I feel like I´ve been dare
And if I`m dare don´t ask im to be nice and fare

I want to live again, recall the white explosion
even agree that him take all the credits home

oh, whatever comes with lust
oh, baby we sohuld agree
oh, your making my intentions go away

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