Siete armas

So blues

Siete armas
With her tongue she puts a pill in your mouth
telling you she's gonna ride you to a secret place
You're walking
Half an hour later you look at the sky and it seems so "blues"

Colored lights
Perfect feeling in your mind
You're so free
Speed runnin'
On the road
For the conscious clean

When it all makes sense - maybe a lie
You don't care
Why why why
There's no reason why, babe

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