Con ecos de Jeff B. y Thom Y., sólo que desde un lugar mucho más saludable. Te salva la madera del violín, Andrés.
Lueve desde hace muchas horas. Ahora parece que ha parado un poco.
Lueve desde hace muchas horas. Ahora parece que ha parado un poco.
I run the numbers through the floor
Here's how it goes
I crack the codes, I crack the codes that end the war
I crack the codes that end the war
The hour
The hour
The hour
The hour
I pushed a note under your door
Here's how it goes, things come to blows
But we don't want this anymore
No, we don't want this anymore
We don't want this anymore
I crack the codes, you end the war
I hear the clockwork in your core
Time strips the gears till you forget what they were for
I push the numbers through your pores
I crack the codes, I crack the codes that end the war
How's my living, you can call
Encrypted numbers on bathroom stalls
There's something burning, it casts a pall
It's melting numbers right off the wall
I run the numbers through the floor
Here's how it goes
I crack the codes
I crack the codes, you end the war
The hour
The hour
The hour
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