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Algunas personas escuchan sus voces interiores con gran claridad y viven de acuerdo con lo que escuchan; esas personas se vuelven locas... pero se convierten en leyenda.

lunes, 1 de noviembre de 2010

I'm on your street , they all cry to me

I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach
You know that I could use somebody

Someone like you, And all you know, And how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you

Off in the night, while you live it up, I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice


Someone like me
somebody
I've been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see

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