Konu: And One sarkı sözü Cuma Haz. 20, 2008 7:02 pm
And One
Where should i start Disjointed heart I've got no commitment To my own flesh and blood Left all alone Far from my home No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, i Keep it locked up inside Cannot express To the point i've regressed If anger's a gift, then i guess i've been blessed, i
Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies
Cannot express To the point i've regressed If anger's a gift, then i guess i've been blessed, i
Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies
It's too late to love me now You helped me to show me It's too late to love me now You don't take a word in
Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me) Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me) Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Keep my distance Keep my distance Keep my distance Keep my distance
Spit drips in the jar, the witless witness Cryptic code, realism shifts your mystic Dark all i do embark the shadows, Involved with my thought catalogue, analogue, rap catalogue Keep my distance, answer your resistance, hurt by persistance, The twisted web of tangled lies strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste And i'm forced to face these hate crimes against the state of being Feeling the weightlessness pressing between the ceiling, reeling around room, Riding a bubble of sound proof, it's the frequency making you Shake-shake with every boom Involuntary muscle contraction, ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria The sound counts to make the dead flush to have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff
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