When the Kingdom comes He puts his records on And with his blistered thumb hits play
And with the volume up he goes and fills his cup And lets the drummer’s drum take away the pain
Breaking, Forsaken… What’s that you’re taking? Aaw, needing the feeling He lets the records play
Should the future dim A cigarette lights hymn Vaporized a green light grin
And when the shotglass talks He knows to listen up Until he’s nice and numb again
Shakened, Awakened Not one for faking Kneeling, his healing He lets the records play There’s wisdom in his ways
I been down and I fell so hard and far from grace I been hurt and I still recall the flaws on her face I been off, but I’m on, up above my feet, my feet again
Shaken, Foresaken What’s that your taking? Aaw, needing the feeling He lets the records play
Shakened, Awakened Not one for faking Kneeling, his healing He lets the records play There’s wisdom in his ways
Cofundador de EstúpidaFregona.net a finales de 1999. Apasionado de la música rock en particular pero que no le hace ascos al folk, stoner, post-rock y cualquier otra variante. Instagram: @VitiSainz
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