martes, 8 de diciembre de 2009

Sometimes the LSD just hits.

What do you want to hear from me?
I'm not an ideal plan.
I can barely stand on my feet.
But for me is easy to survive.
You see, I eat constellations.
The milky way is my ideal home.
I'm not sure I'm what you call 'normal'.
But I'm so charismatic that you sing along.
Do you need a master piece?
Or some divine demostration?
All I have is what's left of me.
I'm God's best creation.
I fight alone 'cause I can't relate
to any human action.
You are so boring, so predictable.
I don't see any reaction.
Well I'm just passing by
This world is too contagious.
I need my galactic sounds
I need variations.
You'll remember my name
with hatred or love.
I don't care, I'll just laugh
watching you from above.

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