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• Artiste: The Age of Electric
• Titre: Blow Up
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Falling up the stairs I met A soft target, design bullets How could we sleep, through the impact Our world blew up You were born in '75 With silver tone, and grand design And stung with gravity of life And we were bored You were saying something wise, hidden in Some black sarcastic lullaby Can we do something with this, pilot light If I were molding a monster I'd use your eyes Nobody has known me Nobody has loved me Nobody has owned me Blow me away Change the course, the shape, the size I am the girl to be the bride To hatch, to hope, to spend a life A lifetime A lifetime A lifetime Mess my clothes and spark a match We blew it up Burst my bubble back, get back, get back The fueling cities chews the best, and spit it out Biting quick, and moving fast A need to wrap around some life A remedy for boredom like A referee between them and us A bruise she low, the pain will show Idle minds get by Our world blew up, blew up, blew up Our world blew up, blew up, blew up Our world blew up, blew up, blew up Idle minds Nobody has known me Nobody has loved me Nobody has owned me Blow me away A need to wrap around some life A remedy but full of life Sell the world, the days to come A referee sweep, between them and us Falling up the stairs I met A soft target, design bullets How could we sleep, through the impact