December
17 January 2010
unos, dos... tres, catorce
lights go down, its dark, the jungle is your head, cant rule your heart...
a feeling so much stronger than a thought ...
your eyes are wide and though your soul it cant be bought, your mind can wander
hello, hello (hola), im at a place called vertigo ...
its everything i wish i didnt know, except you give me something i can feel, feel..
the night is full of holes, as bullets rip the sky, of ink with gold.
they twinkle as the boys play rock and roll, they know that they cant dance, at least they know...
i cant stand the beats ... im asking for the cheque
the girl with crimson nails.. has jesus around her neck
swinging to the music, swinging to the music.
its everything i wish i didnt know, but you give me something i can feel, feel ...
all of this, all of this can be yours, just give me what i want, and no one gets hurt.
i can feel your love teaching me how, your love is teaching me how, how to kneel, kneel...
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