viernes, 28 de septiembre de 2018

En búsqueda de la Canción Pop Perfecta vol.II (15).




I wake up every day to see her back again 
Screaming my name through the astral plane 
And in this catalog town she takes me down
Down through the platinum spires 
Down through the telephone wires 
And we shake it around in the underground 
And like a new generation rise
And like all the boys in all the cities 
I take the poison take the pity 
But she and I we soon discovered 
We'd take the pills to find each other
Oh but when she is calling here in my head 
Can you hear her calling 
And what she has said? 
Oh but when she is calling here in my head
It's like a new generation calling 
Can you hear it call? 
And I'm losing myself, losing myself to you
I wake up every day, to find her back again 
Breeding disease on her hands and knees 
While the styles turn and the books still burn 
Yes it's there in the platinum spires
It's there in the telephone wires 
And we spread it around to a techno sound 
But like a new generation rise
'Cause like all the boys in all the cities 
I take the poison, take the pity 
But she and I we soon discover
We take the pills to find each other 
Oh but when she is calling here in my head 
Can you hear her calling? 
And what she has said?
Oh but when she is calling here in my head 
It's like a new generation calling
Can you hear her call?
And I'm losing myself, losing myself to you