Imaginations running wild. Innocent they seem. Polluting your mind. A formulated scheme. The battle, it start in your mind. A lesson to be learned. Provoking thoughts only cause the sin.
Por ustedes que pusieron en cada concierto el alma. Por ustedes puse siempre el corazn. Por las horas que esperaron, por cantar conmigo luego. Por hacer un universo de una cancin.
Standing on the edge,. hands and arms are open out.. Yelling through the tides. that try to push me down.. Dreams to change the world. lay dormant when the words come out..
As I stand beneath the depth of reality. I find concrete events in tune. I'll try to inhale the void of everything. Constituting margins, elevating scenes.
Keep your eyes as souvenirs why i cant say easy to see im begging for a cure. Standard oath pledge to you, i feel so tired and amused, aww struck and condemned from under.
Keep your eyes as souvenirs why i cant say easy to see im begging for a cure. Standard oath pledge to you, i feel so tired and amused, aww struck and condemned from under.
Sabe esses dias em que horas dizem nada. E voc nem troca o pijama, preferia estar na cama. O dia, a monotonia tomou conta de mim. o tdio, cortando os meus programas,.
Everytime I turn around. A man tries to get me down. I just can't see your face. I'm blinded by the sun. Living on the run. And I can't remember this place.
Sabe esses dias em que horas dizem nada. E voc nem troca o pijama, preferia estar na cama. O dia, a monotonia tomou conta de mim. o tdio, cortando os meus programas,.
Take it easy mama. Lay your head down. Hold on to my lovin. We're both gonna need it now. Take it easy mama. Lay your head down. Rest your head on my shoulder.
Nothing ever seems to come that easy for you. Good time always seem to fade away. But while, another day becomes another day, you realize. The burden always takes it all.
Pain creeps in every day. And you're trying your best not to feel this way. Some days up and some days down. Swimming in misery, you're starting to drown.
Think they'd disown ya if they never owned ya. One more reminder that you'll never find her. It's always the same. You're playing the game. Walk through the door just to hide.
I got this thorn in my side, I try but can't get it out. Been killing me for years gone by a miserable, painful bout. No matter how hard and long I try to rip at it, it stays.
So many things these eyes have seen. People I've met and places I've been. Inconceivable how one maintains. In the game with the pain and the strain on the brain.
I've just returned from a long round trip. Many tales I have to tell.. Now I don't get high,. so you think I'm not hip. But I've seen the gates of Hell..
I sit and pick my brain each night. With an axe in my hand held tight. Bite my nose to spite my face. Killing myself, I can't escape the rat race. . Wallowing in neck-deep misery.
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If today the sun should set on all my hopes and cares. There is one who's smiling face the Gods would see. Cause she'll walk along beside me up those golden stairs.