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Satellite Rapiers
I aloneBring forth the weight of the stoneA cosmic splitPut your head somewhere elsePut your head somewhere elsePut your head somewhere elseI wait for the boredomThough I can't afford itI walk 'round in circlesAnd come home frustratedMy argument's weakAnd it's buried in substance abuseAt the hands of The Firefight CrewBut the quickly eroding soapbox collapsesThe Satellite Rapiers are flown at full mastThe Mechanic, he stands, gasoline on his hands, saying"I can't rev up what's already been worn down..."A tattooed dream of a forgotten ghostIt just sits on my brainOn its own private stoopAnd one day I'll believeEverything that I sayLetras de cancionesBut I'm holding my breathAnd I'm counting the days to putMy head somewhere elseAnother private hellFor now it's what I knowSo baby I'm coming home From Letras Mania