paroles de chanson Milions - Fyrce Muons

Day glo action
Bold misfits of legal ease
Sunshine cheese upon my skin
Let it in
To turn around deflect it off
Rising land of sin
Beast rays of pollen hand
Create race cakes all fall in
And grin and cry

Craving millions some tribes of saviors and knights
Just save the forsaken that you haven't taken
This carnage of wasters and mechanized takers get millions
I feel it in bondage

Mayday
Save our millions
Breathe inside
Go breathe
Fissures I catch it alive
All the rest you canonize these minions
Grief for all the wise
A drifter in the eyes of millions
You are faulting
You haven't seen the crowds that choke
You haven't lost the words you spoke to millions
Save the air a wild affair for millions

Won't you build wall by wall
Say you will say you want to call the name
Bright young things among broken eyes
Brides of stitch and golden braid