Mufastor: Mis problemas con la justicia (I)

¿Quien no ha tenido problemas con la justicia?, pues me dedicaré al mal.

Elevation

High, higher than the sun
You shoot me from a gun
I need you to elevate me here
At corner of your lips
As the orbit of your hips
Eclipse
You elevate my soul
I've got no self control
Been living like a mole now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
So high
Elevation
A star
Lit up like a cigar
Strung out like a guitar
Maybe you can educate my mind
Explain all these controls
Can't sing but I've got soul
The goal is elevation
A mole
Digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
So high
Elevation
Love
Lift me up out of these blues
Won't you tell me something true
I believe in you
A mole
Digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
Higher now
In the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
So high
Elevation
Elevation
Elevation
Elevation
Elevation

Mufastor

viernes, mayo 12, 2006

Mis problemas con la justicia (I)

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