I'll be the sea to your vacation,. A subtle vocation,. But I handle it well,. I'll be the summer to your dress,. The one I'd love best,. If you didn't wear it where we slept,.
Test your memory. not about arithmetic. or the things that you should already know. it's 11:30 and it's too early. to close your eyes. just to say goodnight.
Promise to keep these promises,. I write but never read out loud.. For their deafening sound,. could shake the very ground,. below the swollen clouds..
ILANG ULIT KONG SASABIHIN. BIGYAN MO NG PANSIN ANG. PUSO KO. DI MO BA 'TO NAKIKITA. MASDAN MO NA, NAGMAMAKAAWA. . Chorus:. IKAW NA NGA ANG HINAHANAP-.
It construction I'll honour your soul. Laid down something more beautiful. I'm temped to rewrite it all. This time I know I'm going. . In straight lines to bad lands.
Make a wish on a silver sun. A day like this can't be wasted. Make a wish don't tell anyone. Coll this temper with laughter. . Daylight comes crashing in.
Same old story. In time for a warning. I'm gonna turn around. You'll be gone, a nice little goodbye songbird. Unheard, your precious light, your precious light will shine.
Dark is the truth about mankind. Eradicated by its mind. Weak and enthralled. Was proclaimed king by the lodestar. . The sovereign of gods' squalid kingdom.
Cross fading thoughts.. I am in will to change.. My reflections are just a subtle idea.. I feel I am changing into the infinity.. . You are weak. Not in control of your own.
"Once this little cloud wandered our skies.. Not anybody noticed its existence.. It was not meant for the human eye to see,. There it floated so quiet..
Fall in to pieces, our time has come. Let nothing surround us, but love and song. . Could you wait for my surrender. Cause I'm not the hurting kind. Could you wait for my surrender.
I want you to know. it's not your fault. what I've become. is all I own. . I live inside. my own machine. but these clocks that keep me. will always. .
(Give it up you said you wouldn't give it out). . I am not your suicide. Machines have brought you back to life. You know it's all in your head. . See me feel me.
Such a strange parade without destination,. the last mascaraed with a headshot collusion,. hard to breath rebellion, when you're trapped like a spider,.
it's just a little less. (uh sorry, sorry, let me do that again). it's a lot like you're pushing too hard. it's just a little less. you compensate enough for your lack of, your lack....
I know you don't want change. but nothing is ever what it used to be. grab the rope, hoist yourself up. with a coffee in hand. comforted by reliance on substance.
oh how, how is this worth waiting. it feels like it's rushed, rushed because you.... oh how.... let her to take as. they already know. tell me if you're straying off.