Текст (слова) песни: Overkill - Dreaming In Columbian
Worlds apart, separation from my mind. Just close my eyes to bring me there. I fall apart, the peices are so hard to find. A puzzle peice is torn in half.
The absence, of colour. surrounds a broken dream. Call my eyes to take me there... One by one I watch, as the peices disappear, My friends become the ones I hate. This house of cards it, won`t withstand the wind. I shut my eyes to escape.
All my whites have turned to black. Everytime I close my eyes, dream in columbian. All my bugs are comin` back. Crawlin` on my face, they speak in! Columbian.
Worlds apart, a separation from my soul. Worlds apart, the separation is now whole. I watch the peices fall apart. I try to make a brand new start. I`m fallin` in, I`m fallin` out, I`m fallin` up, I`m fallin` back, I`m fallin` down, an` fallin` round, an` askin` why?
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