作曲 : Jeison Nuñez Severino
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I wish I had a bomb
A paralyzing spray, I'd get them gone
To free myself, to be release
From the practical effect
The practiced peace of your tired, hollow phrases
Your predictable perfect night phases
The perfect night past a familiar buzzing sound
You circle back, you land, you stick around
Oh...
Your words are just commercials
Your touch is a routine