| Letra | He´s a stranger to some
And a vision to none
He can never get enough,
Get enough of the one
For a fortune he´d quit
But it´s hard to admit
How it ends and begins
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
From yesterday, it´s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn´t want to read the message here
On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of shit
through the blood he can learn, see the life that it turn
From council of one
He´ll decide when he´s done with the innocent
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
From yesterday, it´s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn´t want to read the message here
But he doesn´t want to read the message here
But he doesn´t want to read the message here
On his face is a map of the world
From yesterday, it´s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn´t want to read the message here
From yesterday,
From yesterday,
From yesterday, the fear
From yesterday,
From yesterday
But he doesn´t want to read the message here
But he doesn´t want to read the message here
But he doesn´t want to read the message here |
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