Obsidian - Mexicans With Guns



     
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Obsidian Lyrics


There's a pulsating white light but it's beautiful
It's like a tunnel of colors
And it's like I'm floating up
Through a tunnel of colors
They move and they flow into each other
And sometimes they mix
And sometimes they don't
They're changing and it looks like
They're flowing through each other
And on top of each other and sometimes mixing
And making the colors and sometimes not
Will I be able to fly through the different colors?
The ounce of perfection

You worried away
After our reflections
Of yesterday, yesterday, today
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written by FOLKER, JENNIFER A. / MARKS, TOBY ANTHONY
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Mexicans With Guns is the raw and exciting production-moniker/character created by Exponential Records honcho Ernest Gonzales. After prepping his Been Meaning to Tell You LP for the Friends of Friends label, EG was in search of a new sound and ready to explore the depths of bass music and it’s unique sonic elements…his journey lead him to the cutty edges of his mind where Mexico, London and the Dirty South all fused into one mysterious and club friendly mindset.

Read more about Mexicans With Guns on Last.fm.


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