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I saw a forrest growing in the city but I can't tell you on the telephoneit's written in leaves carved into treesyou must find it alonethe violent side of human nature says we'll be together in all kind of weathermy crime is discomfort seasick of sailing your waves of grainrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsattracted to the act of defiance in rebel-yellsguilt is a concept we are no longer subscribing toit's written in leavescarved into treesI painted my walls in the colour of your favourite dressso that when you are gone I can lie down for a square caressrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutssuspended in the narrativeforget that I am trying to recapture time to cover upcome feel the knife being sharpened right behind the wallsa game of looks you wove in my shadowsLetras de cancioneswhat I choose to reflect fromI can not depend ona natural factnow are you waiting for crystalcome feel the knife being sharpened right behind the wallsa game of looks you wove in my shadowswhat I choose to reflect fromI can not depend ona natural factnow are you waiting for crystalrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsattracted to the act of defiance in rebel-yellsrevealing only fractions from our soft blackoutsattracted to the act of defiance in rebel-yellsright behind the wallsbeing sharpened right behind the wallsthe knife being sharpened right behind the wallscome feel the knife being sharpened right behind the walls From Letras Mania