Paint Shooters - Criticos Ciegos

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Im trying to understand
why you never hold my hand
is that shame?
Im sure thats not my blame
walking jazzie steps like i always do
dancing all night with just a foot
sound terrorist ka boom
feel the drums in my blood
i hope you have understood
We are, in an ugly place
the begginings of the new race
make me feel,other time other space
i dont have my really age
did i really know you strange?
Hard curves of bad waves
street artists cooking phsychosomatics
dont singing static, fake shoppings, paint shootings
hope you have have have, hope you have have, hope you have, understood...