Tribute
Esto es un pequeño tributo a algunos grupos y canciones que me gustan, y uno que no, jeje, a ver si les adivinan.
Runing against the wind
I´m trying to hide my way
Killing the pain
Of my wings.
Drop the cigarrete
I´m hidding of my pain,
There´s a whore on my way
I shoot to her face.
Waiting for so long
The watch seems so small,
I hate the fucking hours,
The hours I bleed.
Cut the man of the hour,
Jeremy is already dead,
Break the rearview mirror
Just to keep the evolution.
I love the Jam of Pearl
And like to watch Alice in Chains,
I heard the Sound of the Garden
But I don´t wanna be
In the FUCKING NIRVANA.
The Trees Scream to me
And on Box of Candles burn,
Four Pilots of Stone crash the Temple,
And I sit in a Silverchair.
Never want to die
Into the face of blood,
In a devil hands,
In the misery f mans.
I need Tools to made A Perfect Circle,
And swallow The Cure to heal
Some Counting Crows.
We miss John Lennon´s style.
Runing against the wind
I´m trying to hide my way
Killing the pain
Of my wings.
Drop the cigarrete
I´m hidding of my pain,
There´s a whore on my way
I shoot to her face.
Waiting for so long
The watch seems so small,
I hate the fucking hours,
The hours I bleed.
Cut the man of the hour,
Jeremy is already dead,
Break the rearview mirror
Just to keep the evolution.
I love the Jam of Pearl
And like to watch Alice in Chains,
I heard the Sound of the Garden
But I don´t wanna be
In the FUCKING NIRVANA.
The Trees Scream to me
And on Box of Candles burn,
Four Pilots of Stone crash the Temple,
And I sit in a Silverchair.
Never want to die
Into the face of blood,
In a devil hands,
In the misery f mans.
I need Tools to made A Perfect Circle,
And swallow The Cure to heal
Some Counting Crows.
We miss John Lennon´s style.

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