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• Artiste: Quelle Source (The)
• Titre: Satellite Rapiers
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I alone Bring forth the weight of the stone A cosmic split Put your head somewhere else Put your head somewhere else Put your head somewhere else I wait for the boredom Though I can't afford it I walk 'round in circles And come home frustrated My argument's weak And it's buried in substance abuse At the hands of The Firefight Crew But the quickly eroding soapbox collapses The Satellite Rapiers are flown at full mast The Mechanic, he stands, gasoline on his hands, saying "I can't rev up what's already been worn down..." A tattooed dream of a forgotten ghost It just sits on my brain On its own private stoop And one day I'll believe Everything that I say But I'm holding my breath And I'm counting the days to put My head somewhere else Another private hell For now it's what I know So baby I'm coming home