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Pieces of a dreamCandied at the seamsTucked under my armAs i heard the alarmWoke up in a dazeFollowed by a blazeOf golden afternoonI picked up my spoonPut it to my lipsChilled like a bladeCuts Trough my cheekThe price i payA little bit closerTry a bit deeperLook under the sinkCause there i amFilled with plasterThe same fuckin bastardI'm the mystery maTry and guess my colorMore famous than otherNot oak or a wooden hueLetras de cancionesBut could you guess blue ?Cool like sheets of sandWrinkled like my handFind it in the skyWatching us when we dieA little bit closerTry a bit deeperLook under the sinkCause there i amFilled with plasterThe same fuckin bastardI'm the mystery manWhy the gloomy face?Was it a desgrace?I was only jokingThe debtes they all will fadeConsider them repaidOo lala laYour stories are so oldThey can be untold or sold From Letras Mania