Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Querido John

Boa música é boa música

Are we

Down for the same cause

We don't know what we stand for

When the moments start to crack

You do lose track where your head's at

And I am unreachable

Do you think when your head's full?

We don't rely on what we get

We're picking up where we aren't yet


One time, hit me when I turn white

I don't mean to be polite

Uniformed, spinning the world to the beat of my drum


Reach into the darkness for what you can find

Travel great distance in your mind

The world gets stronger as you start trying thing

Turn around towards being born away from dying

I've run out again, there's no one on my side

We to disappear, well, I know I tried

You know we tried, you know we tried

Heeeeeeey shoot me heeeeeeeey

Heeeeeeey shoot me shoot me shoot me yeah yeah yeah hey hey yeah


Dica de Lucamões Fonseca

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