War has come. To your home. Now it lies destroyed. Nuclear war, the final war. The end of all man's dreams. No one wins. In this game. Both sides have lost.
Wander into someone's life you're self assured. You're building trust and winning dreams. You hide behind hind a mask your face is not your own. Of your true side little is seen.
"Who would believe someone thoought mad!". . I have been trapped. Inside these four walls. There is no future for. Those in this place. My cries for mercy.
Closed books is what some people's minds are like. Shut tight, new ideas, they just always get passed by. Prejudice, living in their thoughts and deeds.
(Sascha Lien / Co-Writer: Sean Adams). I can still remember when we used to be in love. And at times we wonder why it goes from push to shove. Daily you do nothing watch TV and rape the phone.
See not like you. In the dark. Feel not like you. In the night. Move not like you. Among the trees. Be not like you. Never be like you. . I'll never see like you.
check. 1....1..2. i came into this world as a reject. look into these eyes. then you'll see the size of the flames. dwellin on the past. its burnin up my brain.
O.K. Ready to take off. do it slow. I'm living on the bottom. I got to go. five little fingers. grabbing at the glass. gone, those days. now I'm running.
I'm getting a little tired. Of your broken promises, promises. Lookin' at your pager. Seein' different numbers, numbers. Call you on your cell. You're hangin' with the fellas, fellas.
I need your arms around me. I need to feel your touch. I need your understanding. I need your love so much. You tell me that you love me so. You tell me that you care.
Everybody's got something they had to leave behind. One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time. There's no use looking back or wondering.
A few questions that I need to know,. how you could ever hurt me so,. I need to know what I've done wrong,. and how long it's been going on,. Was it that I never paid enough attention?.
Hey baby won't you look my way. I can be your new addiction. Hey baby what you gotta say?. All you're giving me is fiction. . I'm a sorry sucker and this happens all the time.
I knew this whole time you were just an asshole. And now that things get better for me. You want it better for you, you hang around. It's pissing me off, no fucking time for you.
We, in this blowing of time. We lose our dreams as the trees give their leaves to the ground. With no more poetries to cry. We're still here without a place to hide.
Here is it. It brings the nothingness of tomorrow. Here is it. It gives the silver of another sorrow. The last wave. The very last wave. . And then it arrived.
Here it is. It brings the nothingness of tomorrow. Here it is. It brings the silver of another sorrow. The last wave. The very last wave. And then it arrived.
Mille anni orson'. Fantasie retro. Accadra domain. O puo darsi mai. . A thousand years ago. Retro fantasies. It's gonna happen tomorrow. Or never. . [Solo: Massimiliano].
Sometimes the night. Brings memories, sometimes the night. Brings feelings you thought they are died. In some dusty, forgotten lost hall of your mind yes, sometimes.
You run, you run to your room. And told me what to do. With what you've given. Everyone is scared and i know your scared. But you cant keep holding out like this today..