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• Artiste: When Saints Go Machine
• Titre: System Of Unlimited Love
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I guess I'm bad Would like to go Back to Rome where blonde is still fair Let go of the anchor Planning a birthday on the sun Lord I must be dreaming God's speech remains My personal hell to pay If this ever ends well Teeth will grind this cage Explode against the wall Like a can of paint or wrecking ball No one to break the fall When all is full of love Explode against the wall Like a can of paint or wrecking ball No one to save your soul When all is full of love Doctors told me I'm mad Not mad enough You need to be dead for systems to care Let go of all that anger The system doesn't sing It calls Boy you must be dreaming All experts say Pay with your soul to play If this ever end well Teeth will grind this cage Explode against the wall Like a can of paint or wrecking ball No one to break the fall When all is full of love Explode against the wall Like a can of paint or wrecking ball No one to save your soul When all is full of love I've got paperback stories Of offshore digital sunsets Rise where you sleep With a twisted face Binging on bleachers Made a cheerleader cry Say I'm perfect game Say I'm a perfect game