Genre: Pop (Alternative)
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My first test to Motu's Ethno Instrument.Hope you enjoy it. Lyrics:
We grow in the cold darkroomsun and flowers have no place to refurbish that old stink we feel through night and day old flesh windows closing down timeless clock with hour breaks no way out from this alley rest in peace for what it takes you may find a place to stay press the button start the game grab a tree and knock it down shoot the sky to write your name close your eyes and fake your me under cars but over ground slide away like a serpent's tail not intended to be found blame the light for being black take the blue and call it white fake your seeing color-birds eye shuts mouth for being right We are the hollow kind nothing special to believe failed experiment disaster thing to take and not to give flags in walls of wood and glass carpets in the sky flames that burn the freezers ice water dropping from your eyes seeds of gold to feed the birds silver spoons to serve the acid expect the unexpected DJ to scrach your mouth with plastic |
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You must be registered and logged-in to comment. Good vibe! &mdash 01/08/07 - 09:46:18 AM
top notch &mdash 01/08/07 - 09:49:21 AM
Suave &mdash 01/08/07 - 10:03:07 AM
good trackkkkkkkkkkk &mdash 01/08/07 - 11:44:11 AM
Great music &mdash 01/08/07 - 09:28:55 PM
Composition &mdash 01/15/07 - 11:27:03 AM
thoughts from the bull... &mdash 01/15/07 - 11:43:20 AM
yeah &mdash 01/20/07 - 10:17:59 PM
brilliant &mdash 01/26/07 - 07:58:36 PM
Hi &mdash 03/28/08 - 07:16:35 PM
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