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Is there scandal on these airwaves There's ice on your teeth There's water on the streets It's not enough to keep me strong It's not enough to keep me strong Our side is a fucking wasteland (His tongue touches the roof of my mouth) But your side is just a mall (Stethoscopes tap to the vertigo) And in-between it's a fucking movie (In the open sky he feels like a mouse) And the joke is on us all Letras de canciones(Polaroid bouquets on the blue alter) I'm sick of my weight (This room just keeps spinning he can't ignore) Against this chair A spinning room that he just can't ignore (Faces painted in a golden tint) (Faces painted in a golden tint) And when the smoke clears Fall back upon them And in the wall's gears There will be a concept And if the shadows Don't stop the service And then we all know White coals in my head Nailed to the walls of the blue alter White coals in my head Nailed to the walls of the blue alter White coals in my head Nailed to the walls of the blue alter White coals Is there scandal on these airwaves There's ice on your teeth There's water on the streets From Letras Mania