Metroschifter
L 182
Numbers and letters, letters and numbers.
She's just a product others make her into.
Picturing you, it's a printed postcard picture.
You sign your name and you lick the stamp.
It's a walk out, I'm walking out.
You can't imagine the days we must play.
I don't believe in this.
I'm finished working for something I don't believe in.
Like in a dream you want to move but can't
You sign your name and you lick the stamp good-bye.
From Letras Mania