lunes, 29 de diciembre de 2014

End of world.

Come with me because the sun has come to his final resolution,
close the doors and put some planks, wake up the child and confine you in the bathroom
use the tub as a shelder, and pray God to get out of this
don't feel bad for your cousin, he's drunk enough for not feel the ending.

This is the End of World, and everyone know it in their insides
we all know who's the fault, but suddenly the cry get muted by the burst.

The presidents playing the game of being polite and uncover the robbery,
their dirty suits with million lifes are now the excuse to scrag them for the loss,
but they all know that is over, the life was wrong but never stare the end,
a cellphone sound among the people, your father wants to say he really loves you.

This is the End of World, and everyone know it in their insides
we all know who's the fault, but suddenly the cry get muted by the burst.

And there's no wrong in tell you that the lie disguised in every true dress you have loved;
the memory's been mocked with the most pretty images we have seen in our lifes, but theres no cause to depressed, cuz the world is going to end.

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