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viernes, 9 de enero de 2009

Climbing up the walls

I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection
It's always best when the covers up
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die

And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls

It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind
So lock the kids up safe tonight
Shut the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest fear
That either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there

Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls

Queria poner nude... pero no se que paso.. que la letra era diferente a lo que cantaba el pata.

4 comentarios:

José dijo...

Yo me sé Nude

Don't get any
Big ideas
They're not gonna happen

You'll paint yourself white
And fill up with noise
There'll be something missing

Now that you found it
It's gone
Now that you feel it
You don't
You've gone off the rails

Don't get any
Big ideas
They're not gonna happen

You'll go to hell for what you dirty mind is thinking.

José dijo...

for what your*

Paz dijo...

eres el papi papi.. la pondre... porq la amo Meeeeeeeeel.

Paz dijo...
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