See these eyes so green I can stare for a thousand years Colder than the moon It's been so long And I've been putting out off the fire With gasoline
She's at ease with the past and the darkness Listen to nothing But the soundtrack in her mind Oh, she's alone drifting into insanity And the soundtrack
Silver eyes thrill me with your lies Sentimental feelings never die Yellow, words upon the ground Yellow birds, take me to their song down Singing Floater
Slowly Disconnection makes it's way between us Our affection drifts away to cleave us Restitution falls away Slowly Slowly Twisted information sliding
I'm a good angel Contract for the earth And the red light Is real haunted red Spy like an angel Staring through a window She's lying on her bed And a
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This isn't sometimes This is always This isn't maybe This is always This is love The real beginning of forever
It's hard to leave you To be without you The further out the more alone It's cold when I'm all, by myself Not used to being on my own I'm tryin' to make
I feel you You know me I'm movin' in Your empathy I'm moving in Your empathy The people come You go with them Bring me back Something of theirs Bring
All those souvenirs in my memories got me going down in strike all those souvenirs in my memories got me ruining my soul all those souvenirs in my
There's a guide to take me home Led me through the night Stood against the storm And taught me pride Did they weigh you down? Did they boil the salt?
No feelings left for you My perspective's out of view Call me distant but my sympathy won't do Your love was a golden maze It look me one thousand ways
Children of the ghetto Running wild and free In a concrete jungle Filled with misery There's no inspiration To brighten up their day Wild with desperation
Why do I feel so black and blue When all I did was loving you Why on earth can't stand the pain Why did you do that thing again Why do I feel so black
My car is full of liquid dope I turn the key, inhale the smoke Distorted through exhausted pipes Creating folk like northern lights Trying not to crash
Fordítás: Waldeck. Children Of The Ghetto.
Fordítás: Waldeck. Védekezés.
Fordítás: Waldeck. Fallen Angel.
