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Letra de Frontwards de Los Campesinos

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Letra de FRONTWARDS de LOS CAMPESINOS.

( Los Campesinos )

            I am the only one

Searching for you

And if I get caught

Well, then the search is through

And the stories you hear

You know they never add up

I hear the natives fussin´ at the data chart

Be quiet, the weather´s on the night news

Empty homes, plastic combs

Stolen rooms are the alloy of chrome

I´ve got style

Miles and miles

So much style that it´s wasting

So much style that it´s wasting

So much style that it´s wasting

Now, she´s the only one

Who always inhales

Paris is stale

And it´s war if we fail

And in the migrant hotels

They never sleep, they never will

Their souls are crumblin´ like a dirt-clod hold

Your cigarette cuts to the inside

Empty homes, plastic combs

Stolen rooms are the alloy of chrome

I´ve got style

Miles and miles

So much style that it´s leaving

This pattern´s torn and we´re weaving

This pattern´s torn and we´ll weave it