I close my eyes And everything feels so right Like a magic carpet ride We fly away up high And never come back down Well keep this peace we found And
Every now and then I need some time to myself I need some time to think So I can breathe ?Cause out here in the world You know some things will never
When I was a young child You watched over me You kept me safe inside Your arms And then You set me free So I flew away like a bird Not knowing which
I don't want to be the one to break you But could I please borrow some change You see my car's broke down and I need some gasoline It's cold out here
Endless streets of black Leading nowhere it seems Lessons from being trapped Inside a dream For some it?s play Many choose to walk away Can somebody
Wake up in the morning Always rushing around Trying not to be late again 'Cause it's no time to slow down I'm sick and tired of the same thing everyday
Second chances don't come around What's done is done You should've thought of that Before you lied down And changed your life in an instant You're never
It?s obvious what you think about me ?Cause you won?t even give me a chance I don?t mind what you say about me When you talk to your friends all the time
Your persuasion has lead me here The lies you told me were sincere I never wanted to second guess it It seems so real, how was I to know how you feel?
I don't want to say goodbye I can see the fear inside your eyes It's so hard to walk away I know that this feels like the end Life never seems to let
Do you know what it is? And how you line them up With the layers of a lipstick We need stacks of bad acts Oh, I like the way you wear your bonds It is
She lay in the air, abandoned from the neck down. Her flesh splintered across the disenchanted earth. And in the darkness of the hillside where her body
I cannot reconcile myself to this - I wish I could!I cannot live the = life I ought to live - I know I should!I cannot bring myself to = pray,Except to
Scorching sun has sunk below into mortal sands Wind carried resurrection spells, dawn of cursed chants Ritual mortise funeral cult animal-headed demons
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Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black
Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the black
Bleeding from the inside as I reach my way I bury all my dreams so deep life was the evanescent dream hardly I realize I have lost the game this game