dimanche 20 février 2011

'Death of a shooting-star' by Trendance

Somke in my head and the River runs straight
Senses turn crazy like burning coal in dry grass.
I slowly burn alive. Have you eveer heard of spontaneous combustion?
I enter another sphere and I am like fucked up.
Psychedelic colors, dizziness and Jimi's screams!
The bridge collapses, I spread my wings and I fly over the seven seas.
But the word 'terminus' appears, on the screen and I jump
Both feet in an endless and greedy black hole...


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