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"Si los pueblos no se ilustran, si no se divulgan sus derechos, si cada hombre no conoce lo que puede, vale, debe, nuevas ilusiones sucederán a las antiguas y será tal vez nuestra suerte cambiar de tiranos sin destruir la tiranía" (Mariano Moreno).
With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
The moment's died, I hear no screaming...
The visions left inside me, are slowly fading
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Oh!
Yeah!
This battered room I've seen before
The broken bones, they heal no more, no more
With my last breath I'm choking
Will this ever end, I'm hoping
My world is over one more time
Let's go!
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come...
Better!
Back down!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home.
With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
The moment's died, I hear no screaming...
The visions left inside me, are slowly fading
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Oh!
Yeah!
This battered room I've seen before
The broken bones, they heal no more, no more
With my last breath I'm choking
Will this ever end, I'm hoping
My world is over one more time
Let's go!
Would she hear me if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk's in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come...
Better!
Back down!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home.
TEMAZO.
Send me a Sign - Gamma Ray
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Totalmente de acuerdo con Funky Mike... tears don´t fall es TEMAZOOOO!!!
Will Play My Game Beneath the Spin Light Brand New
The time has come for colds...and overcoats
We're quiet on the ride, we're all just waiting to get home
Another week away...my greatest fear
I need the smell of summer, I need its noises in my ear
If looks could really kill...then my profession would be staring
Know we do this cause we care, not for the thrill
Collect calls to home, tell 'em that I realize
That everyone who lives will someday die and die alone
And we won't let you in
Though we're down and out
No, we won't let you in
You in, you in, you in...
I wrote more postcards than hooks, I read more maps than books
Feel like every chance to leave is another chance I should have took
Every minute is a mile, I've never felt so hollow
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles
My secrets for a buck..watch me as I
Cut myself wide open on this stage, yes, I am paid to spill my guts
I won't see home 'til spring
Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic, but I am paid to make girls panic while I sing
And we won't let you in though we're down and out
No, we won't let you in, and we won't let you in
We don't want what isn't ours, we won't let you in
You in, you in...you in
And the coastline is quiet
While we're quietly losing control
And we're silent, but sure we invented the cure
That will wash out my memories of her...
The harpoon in loaded
The cage is lowered
The water is red.
Like...you...like you...
And we won't let you in though we're down and out
No, we won't let you in, and we won't let you in
We don't want what isn't ours, we won't let you in
You in, you in...you in
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"Si los pueblos no se ilustran, si no se divulgan sus derechos, si cada hombre no conoce lo que puede, vale, debe, nuevas ilusiones sucederán a las antiguas y será tal vez nuestra suerte cambiar de tiranos sin destruir la tiranía" (Mariano Moreno).