Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Gold Demon

Muchos la aman, yo apenas le agarro el gusto. Unas letras para sentirse identificado.


What am I here for
I left my home to disappear is all
I'm here for myself
Not to know you
I don't need no one else
Fit in so good the hope is that you cannot see me later
You don't know me
I am an introvert an excavator
I'm duckin' out for now
a face in dodgy elevators
Creep up and suddenly
I found myself
an innovator

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