Sound Of Guns
Architects
Time drowns like a machine, caught between the tideTwisted anglers drift belowPressed like the pins in a man, dressed in single fileWalking places you won't goWith your handsbuilt with your hands, slowlyYour hands we won't slipWe are the ArchitectsWe are the ArchitectsWe are the ArchitectsWe are the ArchitectsSunk in the soap full of sand, while they dream awayWatch this desert take them homeEyes cast out like a spell, drugged by new designWhat's the view like from your headWith your handsbuilt with your hands, slowlyYour hands, we won't slipWe are the ArchitectsWe are the ArchitectsWe are the ArchitectsLetras de cancionesWe are the ArchitectsWe hold downWe hold downWe hold downWe hold down
From Letras Mania