sexta-feira, 21 de janeiro de 2011

(rascunho publicado)

my beer, your jack
waving hands as we track
linking dots to scars
jet planes and stars

kick and punch all night
no vio, no fight
new scenario, nouveau punk
sleep tight, wake up junk

gotta go, you say all the time
and I know your time is mine
good to know you like to talk
powderly as white chalk

my drum&bass will low
as soon as you go
no battery can ignite
the way you put me righ

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