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• Artiste: Soda Jerk
• Titre: Nazca Pilot
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Raise your eyes to the neon clouds above Got put on hold for her foreverlong love You know I hate my name, but it sounds so good when you scream it Come on, blue sky, come on, come on Come on, blue sky, come on Two legs on a compass that perforates the skin A groove on a ring that burns as it digs in The spin of the Earth slowly flushed you out like a turd Move on, move on, move on Gotta move on, move on You traced your veins in a road map of scars And dragged me on your route behind your black-and-blue car Now I've cut my leash, you drive straight into the sun And now I watch you burn Two numbers painted on the face of a cliff Drains out the old blood and mainlines in a new breath Got nothing to do, and no one's open this late Come on, blue sky, come on, come on Come on, blue sky, come on