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12 · 03 · 1999

Hoy fue raro

Texto largo del diario...

12 · 03 · 1999

Hoy fue raro

Texto largo del diario...Wait a minute! I think I left my conscience On your front doorstep Wait a minute! I think I left my consciousness In the sixth dimension But I'm here right now, right now Just sitting in a cloud, oh wow I'm here right now, right now with you Oh wow, oh wow I don't even care I'll run my hands through your hair You wanna run your fingers through mine But my dreads too thick and that's alright Hold on, wait a minute! Feel my heart's intention Hold on, wait a minute! I left my consciousness In the sixth dimension Left my soul in his vision Let's go get it, oh, oh Let's go get it, oh, oh Some things don't work Some things are bound to be Some things, they hurt And they tear apart me You left your diary at my house And I read those pages Do you really love me, baby Some things don't work Some things are bound to be Some things, they hurt And they tear apart meWait a minute! I think I left my conscience On your front doorstep Wait a minute! I think I left my consciousness In the sixth dimension But I'm here right now, right now Just sitting in a cloud, oh wow I'm here right now, right now with you Oh wow, oh wow I don't even care I'll run my hands through your hair You wanna run your fingers through mine But my dreads too thick and that's alright Hold on, wait a minute! Feel my heart's intention Hold on, wait a minute! I left my consciousness In the sixth dimension Left my soul in his vision Let's go get it, oh, oh Let's go get it, oh, oh Some things don't work Some things are bound to be Some things, they hurt And they tear apart me You left your diary at my house And I read those pages Do you really love me, baby Some things don't work Some things are bound to be Some things, they hurt And they tear apart me