Letra de This Is Our Perfect Crime
There is a place That we all know It shows its face And goes unnoticed And chances are The crowds will go To see the sounds belowI like the beat Of a different drum The kind of sound You can't help notice And chances are The crowds will grow To reel the dirt belowWe are the spark We are the great We keep our cities Loud and far We keep their ears glued To the streets We are the undergroundWe're like a death We can't be told The bitter taste In all that goes And chances are The crowds will go To see the sounds belowA lot of bands Will come and go Its universe All out it grows And chances are The crowds will go To see the sounds belowWe are the spark We are the great We keep our cities Loud and far We keep their ears glued To the streets We are the undergroundWe are the spark We are the great We keep our cities Loud and far We keep their ears glued To the streets We are the underground