lunes, 7 de octubre de 2013

City-fiction

I never wanted to lose my mind 
but I need to lie
Writting lyrics on my own pencil
Feeling like a hero falling down 
Deep inside of blood
Wait of fight is not an option
I wanna go out 
but I can't move the moon
It's just a dream
Wonderful science 
in a city made of UFOS from the Earth
My heart is a fiction, a fake
Life is the perfect way 
to lose one's reason

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