miércoles, mayo 23, 2007

Y la historia no cambia...


Under Pressure
Pressure
Pushing down on me
Pressing down on
No man ask for
Under pressure
That burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming "let me out"
Pray tomorrow
Gets me higherPressure on people
People on streetsI
t's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming "let me out"
Pray tomorrow
Gets me higher
Pressure on people
People on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why, why, WHY!
Love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance
Why can't we give love, give love, give love
Give love, give love, give love, give love, give love
Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure

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1 Comments:

At 4:21 p.m., Anonymous Anónimo said...

YA SABE QUE SOY MALO PARA HABLAR DE FRENTE CON USTED,LO HAGO POR ESTE MÉDIO PUBLICO TAN INTIMO. SIENTO MUCHO LO DE PABON, POR LA FAMILIA Y SOBRE TODO POR USTED.

 

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