sexta-feira, 20 de fevereiro de 2009

Downtown with brown

falling on the floor
my bed want some more
my kisses in your face
making laugh for to fade

my blood running black
my jacket its trash
for two days i still die
without baby by my side

my hair look brown
junkies ladys in the town
i cant take it anymore
kick theyr heads hate you more

fucking with my words all night long
waiting for the melodies in the sax
hoping enter in your arms and relax
lost in my hug wishng sucess

multicolors eyes looking me now
its my scene going down
i swear, its not fair in the downtown
i really wanna understand why it destroy my sound

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