Letra de Magnesium
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This time I won't let you in again
My social fall from grace, tell me what I want again
It's too late to make amends of it
My social fall from grace, tell me what I want again
It's too late to make amends of it
It's too soon to hope this ends it
With the rain on the window
And the shine in your eyes
A glint of arsenic in the potion of your life
We can be some of the few
Who can find a way through
How long will you wait here?
Falling asleep to the sound of the city, through the windows in your room
The rumble of people, always on the move...just like you...
A touch of sugar to take the bitterness away
A dab of glue just here and there, to make sure that you stay
How long will you wait here?
Falling asleep to the sound of the city, through the windows in your room
The rumble of people, always on the move...just like you...
And how long will you wait here?
Lay your head down to the sights and the sounds, and the names scratched on the wall
A record of people, who made it before...before you
How long will you stay here?
Getting your rush from the sound of the drums beating to the rhythm of your heart
The hubbub of people screaming out for more, of your drug...
And how long will you wait here?
Lay your head down to the sights and the sounds, of the world outside your room
A world full of people, who made it before...before you
With the rain on the window
And the shine in your eyes
A glint of arsenic in the potion of your life
We can be some of the few
Who can find a way through
How long will you wait here?
Falling asleep to the sound of the city, through the windows in your room
The rumble of people, always on the move...just like you...
A touch of sugar to take the bitterness away
A dab of glue just here and there, to make sure that you stay
How long will you wait here?
Falling asleep to the sound of the city, through the windows in your room
The rumble of people, always on the move...just like you...
And how long will you wait here?
Lay your head down to the sights and the sounds, and the names scratched on the wall
A record of people, who made it before...before you
How long will you stay here?
Getting your rush from the sound of the drums beating to the rhythm of your heart
The hubbub of people screaming out for more, of your drug...
And how long will you wait here?
Lay your head down to the sights and the sounds, of the world outside your room
A world full of people, who made it before...before you
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