sexta-feira, 13 de maio de 2005

Waiting for midnight
Waiting for bad dreams (no silver, no gold)
How can I talk with you
I have no words.
Stranger… I have been here before.
You stretch me sleepless upon my bed
Shut out the cold, kneel and pray
I will go to sleep
Waiting for midnight
Waiting for bad dreams (no silver, no gold)
I have no need for your sweet world
No need for your hell
I have no need for anything
I am God
I know someone happy
I am God
Shut out the cold, kneel and pray
I am God


Virgin Prunes
I am God

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