there's no false words just telecommunique

I, I'm looking at the sky tonight, everything clear and defined, just like the last time
All ideas inside my head, anything like a real one
I'm looking from the floor tonight, weary of humankind
Tired of the chains that bind, wasting time on diatribe

And all the time the walls are closing in, I'm feeling stuck inside again
With something more divine than suicide, more generous than faith

'Cos you're the only one thing I wanna know
So won't you take me with you when you go
And there's a million feelings I wanna show
If you take me with you when you go

There's something going on

PARA ACLARAR POSIBLES PENSAMIENTOS: REITERO, I'M JUST A SPONGE. LA MAYORÍA DE TODO ESTO ES IMPULSO, Y SOLO PARA MI. DESPUÉS ACA ADENTRO SE PROCESA Y (CAPAZ) SALE ALGO. SI LAS PAREDES CONTESTARAN, SERÍA FELIZ Y HABLARÍA PARA AFUERA.
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