Here To Stay
This time, taking it away
I've got a problem, with me getting in the way,
Not by design
So I take my face and bash it into a mirror.
I won't have to see the pain (Bleed, Bleed)
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.
The hurt inside is fading
This shit's gone way too far.
All this time I've been waiting
No I can not grieve anymore.
For what's inside awaking.
I'm not, I'm not a whore
You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.
My mind is done with this
Okay, I've got a question.
"Can I throw it all away?"
Take back what's mine
So I take my time, guiding the blade down the line
Each cut closer to the vein (Bleed, Bleed)
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.
The hurt inside is fading
This shit's gone way too far.
All this time I've been waiting
No I can not grieve anymore.
For what's inside awaking.
I'm not, I???????€??¬???€???m not a whore
You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.
I'm here to stay (bring it down) [x4]
Bring it down [x4]
Gunna break it down [x7]
GUNNA BREAK IT!
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.
The hurt inside is fading
This shit's gone way too far.
All this time I've been waiting
No I can not grieve anymore.
For what's inside awaking.
I'm not, I'm not a whore
You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.
Give anymore. [X4]
Похожие новости.
Legend Of Bonnie And Clyde
Bonnie was a waitress in a small cafe Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away They both robbed and killed until both of them died So goes the Legend of Bonnie
Hanging On The Telephone
[Originally by The Nerves, Blondie] I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall If you don't answer, I'll just ring it off the wall I know he's there, but I
Закружилась
Муз: Натан Сл. Д.Тамбовский Паутинкой за края, зацепилась осень желтая. Золотая грусть моя, закружилась осень желтая. Провожая птиц на юг, солнце выйдет на последний круг. Белый лист календаря, обрывает осень желтая. Закружилась, золотым огнем светилась, Закружилась,
Я Забув (римейк на ТНМК)
Такий вечір буває раз на рік Мільярд на еру. П'ять на чоловічий вік Берег океану, гітара на піску І я хочу сказати, що шукав саме таку Вона з іншої країни, нам бракує слів Амури коло
Wati By Night
Refrain : Le soir s'approche ?a s'tape des barres. ?a fume des sbars comme si c'?tait l?gal. Les gars veulent serrer des meufs. Les meufs serrer des gars. c'est qu'?a la night. Les soir?es d'samedi soir. Quelquefois