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Letras:Zebraplop. La Ojo De El Inválido.

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I can?t quite apologize, as I?m appalled by your sense of invisibility.
There?s no detection by the seaside while the city is aglow in green.
We sip the lights that stretch across the cataclysm, before the
windows shatter one by one.

This invasion was when

I was awake, and alone in my head,
when black turned to green.
And they took you from me.
Where did you go?
When I was awake.
I was awake.

The townsmen took sides.
The seafloor called our name.
The satellites were thrilled, our escape froze the day.
The birds, they never made it past the skyline.
Sky scrapers curved inside out.
I watch your face
elevate and crawl right to the ceiling.

A fatherless figure, abhorred you, I heard.
Ascensions to sanity, my blood?s half burned in your stream.
You?re the same blue eyes.
You?re the same blue eyes.
But do they remember me?