CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : The Wizard
Well, the streets went on existing
And the holes were filled with mud
I gotta go back home
We might get caught by the flood
Well, the feel is kind of distant
Just like the people selling blood
On my way home, but I might get drowned in the mud
Hear them, listen, we'll move, then walk
Touch them, feel them, choose your talk
For their fate
Well, the streets
Were gone
And the holes were filled with mud
I gotta go back home
We might get caught by the flood
Well, the feel is kind of distant
Just like the people selling blood
On my way home, but I might get drowned in the mud
Hear them, listen, we'll move, then walk
Touch them, feel them, choose your talk
For their fate
Well, the streets
Were gone