sábado, dezembro 11, 2010

(Escape? - P.M)

Time is turning
bringing it on all the way
I got eyes in history
underneath your mistakes

Got you in a scape
while you were hiding a cure
just found out every little stage
in a dormant peace of a clue

Tell me to call the distance
and I will make it for fun
I told them to climb the borders
induce because Life isnt gone

For so long...
Skies watch new species
in a desuse of cause and effect
distraction turned into a distortion
will you sell truth and forget?
A dúvida é sempre a melhor resposta.