People like you You live in a dream world You despise the outside And you fear the next one It?s in your dream There?s just one question Should I kill
The thoughts of yesterday forgotten I like the way this new skin feels Bring me splinters of tomorrow Collect the parts where I win Against the grain
I am one with the world tonight I am proud to be this far from you You say that you have no regrets But I know that you do You told me someone stole
A mass illusion Blind men in a line They smother their fires with gasoline A strangers contribution Everybody's on the run No clue where they are heading
Consume all the obscene Persuade the most hideous and ugly Under every pile and stone A rebirth for you to find Freedom is to be able to go in any direction
Will we find a solution When we add all numbers Like they are supposed to be? No one close, start all over If we fail our expectations We will fall into
Mirror, mirror, how far will I go? Despite the foundation, I am falling Oh, sweet reflection Will you save a place for me? Where am I heading? Could
It's hard to believe You could be such a disease I no longer separate what's real Hope that fate will find me safe All my reflections laugh at me You
Drug me, infiltrate my never land Like the flood tide drowning the shore Drug me, you're all over me You watch my blood begin to boil I love that lullaby
Stole my pure intentions You are the sickness in between Let me in, I'll bury the pain You taught me to be sad as you You almost made me take it all
I cannot frame, that's why I lose control I aim, I stumble and I fall Our adaptation can't be faithful Your world does not attract me This is the end
It started as a whisper Now try to dodge this roar Unified, the most forceful way to go Waste this one? It?s up to you We need this revolution Destroy
Held down, strangled and abused Cut down to half a member Left with his hands tied Everything points in the wrong direction All the joy, disappeared
Bonaerense Ruta Setenta y seis, sendero ayer transitado por los pampas de Catriel. Con rumbo al Sauce Corto, para visitar Indios Ricos de Ventana, y
Pedal to the metal, lead on my feet Engine roaring, turn up the heat A road race to hell, on crash course with sin A package of spells, bet and you'll
Thanks for the ride hey Mister it's nice I look just like your sister You'd like to show me a good time I believe you Thanks for the offer but here's
We made love all day In our little hideaway But I blew up our love nest By making one little request Diamond ring, diamond ring Don't mean anything Diamond
Daddy's in the hallway Hanging pictures on the wall And mama's in the kitchen Making casseroles for all My brother came home yesterday From somewhere