Benny Crespo's Gang
Running
Can you help me break the ceiling?Can you help me lose control?This is only the beginningI'll make the fist turn into stoneYou shouldn't crash the only feelingThat makes you feel so grossTake the things that make you shiverTurn them into rock and rollI'll make you light my candleOhh, do you feel controlled?This is my last time talking, telling, yelling to youLike whispering from the distanceYou'll have to read my lipsWhy can't I cancel anger, feelings, knowledge, compassion?
From Letras Mania