Years passed since the last pure words and made 4 senses old.
No need to feel cold, warmth, vibe in the spine, not anymore.
Dust grew taking weigth, every dazed wimp fast reacted.
What matters here now's what you see, best overacted.
Oh God, I'm above now cant touch me,
but the flow burns out life to your expire date.
--- CHORUS ---
Come I clear, and I will set you up.
Come I clear, and I will set your bones.
--- CHORUS ---
Born to swallow all the shit but without looking mean.
They live to hide fake lives behind a big big smile.
Every word is a lie poisoning stupid people.
The void speech finds in the air no opposition.
Oh God, I'm above now cant touch me,
but the flow burns out life to your expire date.
--- CHORUS ---
Come I clear, and I will set you up.
Come I clear, and I will set your bones.
--- CHORUS ---
(Solo: Jos Gil)
--- CHORUS ---
Come I clear, and I will set you up.
Come I clear, and I will set your bones.
--- CHORUS ---

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