Letra de 6:36 - Mustasch

I´m piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
I´m waiting for my mind to land
I´m living in a dream
I´m a wizard I´ve got magic sticks
I´m drinking liquid gold
The taste of metal in my mouth
Infected all my bones
I´m piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
I´m waiting for my mind to land
I´m living in a dream
I can´t explain why colors fade
And everything´s a fuzz
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I feel like I´m a winter´s day
Another hippie had enough
I´m piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
I´m waiting for my mind to land
I´m living in a dream
I´m piled up high the morning light
And everything´s unreal
I´m piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
I´m waiting for my mind to land
Cause everything´s unreal