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Little Boy
04:11
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Look at him,
So lonely they say,
Eager for sadness,
And destruction.
Our little boy,
Drunk, hard and cold,
Won't play with him,
Anger on his face.
Why the wonder now?
You chose it this way,
A life time trapped,
Inside a cluster.
Waiting,
To come out,
On the hot dense,
August air.
No need to learn all those names at school,
Rivers and oceans,
Countries and borders,
What's the use now?
In your eyes,
Only dust and ash,
A heart full of,
Chain reactions, ready to... (blow)
How you stress every "Parsons" around,
Even though such a child,
WIll grow into,
So much wild.
Little boy, little boy, uuuh, uuuh (4x)
No need to learn all those names at school,
Rivers and oceans,
Countries and borders,
What's the use for it now?
Did you have to hurt us like that?
You have no feelings, pure pain,
Just go back to your room,
Stay in that dark place and never come out again.
Little boy, little boy, uuuh, uuuh (4x)
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2. |
Struggle
05:05
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And you, you,
You struggle all the time to see,
To see the sunrise,
Find his true eyes.
In a glance of light,
You never miss,
Anything,
Such a thirst of world.
...,
You struggle all the time,
...,
I didn't know you'd go,
...,
Your memory blows up.
The pain, you feel,
Can not be real,
Must be a lie,
A lie.
Don't wait, wait, wait,
Before it's too, it's too,
It's getting late once again,
I will burn you down to ashes and...
...,
You struggle all the time,
...,
I didn't know you'd go,
...,
You race around the sun,
...,
Your memory blows up and down...
You should have grabbed me by the hair,
You really hate me, pretend to care,
And made me stay, made me stay, don't come back, just go away.
You should have told me not to leave,
And ask me not to go away,
You have spring on your cheeks and taste like it so I ran,
And you struggle all the time.
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3. |
Chaos everywhere...
06:20
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Living in peace for so long,
Is starting to itch someone's feet,
There is chaos everywhere,
The situation is excellent.
Now I say,
Maybe we should start looking around,
Guess he is getting nervous,
Little man, little man.
Join us and wave our flag,
Sticks in your hands are nothing compared,
To the sound of my voice,
In your ears,
Down your throat,
When I call...
You.
Maybe in that dream I'm alive,
But I'm dead where people live,
There's a reason behind it,
When they tell me not to kill.
And I said maybe we should start looking, looking around,
Guess he is getting nervous,
Little man, little man.
I said, join us and wave our flag,
Sticks in your hands ain't nothing compared,
To the sound of my voice,
In your ears,
Down your throat,
When I call...
You.
Voice crawls all around,
Dragged down to the ground. (2x)
If you think we should meet now,
I say it's time to get down,
If you think the road ahead is stretching,
There's no time to spend.
Don't touch, never touch the ground!
Voices crawl all around,
When I come around, you'll see we can be,
Fly for as long as you can.
Don't touch, never touch the ground!
Voices crawl all around,
When I come around, you'll see we can be,
Being there next to me.
Voice crawls all around,
Dragged down to the ground. (2x)
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Saravá Barcelona, Spain
a force that moves nature
Migue: Bass and
Vocals
Gabo: Drums
Nico: Guitars and Backing Vocals
Pablo: Rythm guitar, percussion and Backing Vocals
... more
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