Hong Kong
(Indisponível)
Lord, hear me now
Don't put an English voice
Crashing out into the noise
Electric fences and guns
You swallow me
I'm a pill on your tongue
Here on the nighting floor
The neon lights make me numb
And laid in a stars light
It begins to explode
And all the people in a dream
Wait for the machine
Pick the shit up leave it clean
Kid hang over here
What you're learning in school
Is the rise of an eastern sun
On a big blue for everyone
The radio station disappeared
Music turned into thin air
The DJ was the last to leave
She had well conditioned hair
Was beautiful but nothing really was there
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