Волынки и Web.
Ничего общего! Почти...

Feed Us

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 02.07.2012

Maybe we believe,
She was ready to go,
In the morning light,
Maybe you believe,
That she was made of gold,
In the East where you killed her...

You lead us,
When you need to feed us,
You comfortable delete us,
When you need your fetus...

You cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out and,
Cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out....

Goodbye, goodbye...

She speaks unrehearsed,
Languages from skin,
In the morning light,
Painting shadows on the,
Faces of the dead,
In front of their windows...

You cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out and,
Cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Before it's too late...

Do you know that life is ending,
As we go, the dots connecting,
We had our chance to save the garden,
As it dies, our souls will harden,
With these words chastising your conscience,
We're breaking through and praying for transcendence...

But you deceived us all now...

You cheat us when you feed us with the lie
Stars look out and,
Cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out,
Cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out and,
Cheat us when you feed us with the lie,
Stars look out...


Похожие новости.


Hell Of A Season

Hell Of A Season

Even though You don’t know You’re reacting all along What I see Is killing me You won’t make it on your own In this hell of a season Give me more of a reason To be with you Be



One Day

One Day

(One day, one day, one day) They're not gonna keep me down They're not gonna shut me out They're gonna do what they do, I'll do me I'm moving against the crowd I'm drowning out



Прости

Прости

Слишком много слов и много фраз Я смотрю в твои глаза, в них только холод. Все, что было между нами - это фарс И для новых встреч не нужен больше повод. Помню наши встречи,там



Брати

Брати

(музика & слова Чура) Під високими небесами, За далекими за лісами, Два брати колись були-жили. Старший - сірий, молодший - білий. Старший вчив, як вільному жити, Бути вірним, та не служити. Поза спиною – діти та жінки, Обіч



Footsteps

Footsteps

And from that moment, I dreamed I could fly, And from that mountain I reached for the sky; Through tears and good times, I found my way; Those years are calling me again; Then I




Нет комментариев

Комментариев нет.

Извините, обсуждение на данный момент закрыто.