Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Full Metal Core Scooter Wheels
for the worker who no longer has his job for those twenty years and stands to die in a desert like
a pigsty and for all boys and girls defending a book, a real book so beautiful
shouting in the streets because they are killing the thought;
to the bastard who is always in the sun
for the coward who hides the heart
for our memory
thrown away from the pain these people still love
Call me Call me What
always love this damn night
will even finish,
because we fill it from here
music and words still love
Call Call
always love
In this hopeless dream
between silence and thunder
defend humanity this
also remained one man
still love Call me Call me yet
Call me love always love
Why
ideas are like butterflies that you can not take away the wings because the ideas are
as the stars that did not storm off
because the ideas are rumors of
mother who believed they had lost, and
are like the smile of God
spit in this universe
still love Call me Call me always love
That this damn night
will even finish, because the
fill us from here
of music and words;
Call me Call me always love still love
Keep writing life
between silence and thunder
defend this humanity that is so true Call me in every man
still love still love
Call Call Call
still always love love love always
What
Call this cursed night
will even finish, because the
fill us from here
of music and words;
still love Call me Call me always love
In this hopeless dream
between silence and thunder
defend humanity this
also remained one man still love
Call Call Call
still love always love
Why we love
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