MUSE |
[Jul. 3rd, 2007|09:11 am] |
[ | mood |
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MUSE. Koncerts. |
[Jul. 3rd, 2007|09:12 am] |
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| | Muse - Plug in baby | ] |
Skaņas, gaismas, baloni, krāsas. Balss, kas vietām tik mānīgi saplūst kopā ar ģitāras augstākajām un spalgākajām stīgu skaņām. Un līdz ar baloniem - lidojums. Mūžīgs, kaislīgs, bezgalīgs. Mūzika līdz pilnībai, mūzika netveramā visumā. Mūzika galvā un sirdī. Mūzika manī šobrīd, mūzika līdz nāvei...
I've exposed your lies, baby The underneath no big surprise Now it's time for changing And cleansing everything To forget your love
My plug in baby Crucifies my enemies When I'm tired of giving Wooah
My plug in baby In unbroken virgin realities Is tired of living Ooh
Don't confuse Baby you're gonna lose Your own game Change me And replace the envying To forget your love
My plug in baby Crucifies my enemies When I'm tired of giving Wooah
My plug in baby In unbroken virgin realities Is tired of living Ooh
And I've seen your loving Mine is gone And I've been in trouble Ooh yeah |
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