Ninfo mosquito fly away grab a stick blown away
Sky is falling but no one's there
Clapping hands on spider webs
Who's the voice
What's the choice
Loose the choice
Get no voice
Electronic rain coming down in condom bubbles
It's like on dreams I wake up dead
But still walking as a knife
To open my mind and make me see
Who's the voice
What's the choice
Loose the choice
Get no voice
There's a gap on feeling like you
Take your hands out of your pockets
Start the engine bohemian jet getting over
Cry out for a boom set me free
Who's the voice
What's the choice
Loose the choice
Get no voice
Vasco Pompaelo*
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