29 acessos
Play with me,
You can make the love I'll make the money
Stay with me,
Shut out the world, live underneath the city
Release cold gender bombs
on colonial closet, middle England
Stay with me,
I'll be Peter Pan and you just be pretty
To the brave and the petrified
we all fall down
To the slave and the civilised
we all fall down
To the lovers we left behind
The bad days, the good nights
In the great shipwreck of life
we all fall down
( We can make you understand )
Born we are,
Between the hard black rock and the code of the immortal
Torn from cars
From the flames of the brave and the blosom we can't return to
We light up the bars of the world
with the decadent essence of innocnence
Free but sharp,
We can be the satellite guiding through the dark