All these accidents that happen, follow the dot, coincidence makes sense only with you, you don't have to speak, I feel emotional landscapes, they puzzle me, then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this state of emergency, how beautiful to be, state of emergency is where I want to be.

miércoles, 22 de agosto de 2007

Song

Ghost horses
trembling hands
make me smile
then lick my back

Pink flowers
dirty lady
elas gostam de apanhar/gostam do glam!
elas gostam de apanhar/gostam do glam!

Touch me
make me cry
let´s fly away
into the glitter,
into the glitter
Yeah!

Elas gostam de apanhar/gostam do glam!
Elas gostam de apanhar/gostam do glam!

Baby hear me roar then shut my mouth.

Baby oh baby baby
Shut my fucking mouth up!
Yeah shut it up!
Shut it up!
Shut it up!

Elas gostam de apanhar/gostam do glam!
Elas gostam de apanhar/gostam do glam!

Shut it up!
Yeah!

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