No Sound System

There's no one who think we're alive
Tears on my eyes
Are the perfume on your naked body
Over my bed
Poison in my head
I dunno what's happening
Out of the orbit of earth

It's the hell or the abyss
Oh, just the same
We are slaves of ourselves
The spheres of heaven
When we are inside
We are owners of our life

There's no one outside
Into the dome of pollution
We are inmerse in the orbit of earth
No sound system outta space
The chords are builded on your lips
Planets interconnected
Vibrations outta space

The spheres in heaven
Where we are inside
When we're owners of our life
Create what your imagine
Reset your head
Out of the system of them

There's no one who think we're alive
Tears on my eyes
Are the perfume on your naked body



Credits
Writer(s): David Alfredo De La Rosa
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