release me how could i say no? breaking down and on your knees, you've grasped for the things that are just out of reach. but it's the ledge that's
release me how could i say no? breaking down and on your knees, you've grasped for the things that are just out of reach. but it's the ledge that's so
Vertimas: Emery. Silpnas pakrašty.
all these scenes repeating are cold to the touch. My hands seem to deceive me When I'm nervous or when I'm healthy. The scenery's all drawn. They hang
: Wasted, paralyzed beneath ten thousand layers of disguise built to save what's left that has already worn away inside this vacant made-up plastic
s left of me someone's out when it's over people steal from you and they take anything they choose it's good to see you i missed you last night that's
: You have always seen the best parts of me with my uncovered eyes loose from lenses absorbing light your hand is wrapped in mine the sun set for the
other than me and better than me. But you're head is elsewhere, and I?m talking enough for both of us. When will you see it's not (it?s not) so easy
cause a purpose) lingers on the other hand (and if you feel defeated) but i will fight you and victory will be mine in the end circumstances mean nothing when it's
the night (every) only to find (silk stand) it's cracked and peeling (takes my) each face revealing (breath a-) what we don't say (-way) let's take
: Somebody please tell me what am i suppose to do? you died and i'm here thinking that i hear your voice, but it's somebody else it's always somebody
: (Take me) far from all that's wrong and... (let these) fears collapse inside (take me) back to when i... (believed) and as a little boy he tried to
to release me how could i say no? breaking down and on your knees, you've grasped for the things that are just out of reach. but it's the ledge that's
way to grey i could hardly wait to see you again to feel your hands covering me til the storm is done what seemed to be the end was not the end
Wasted, paralyzed beneath ten thousand layers of disguise built to save what's left that has already worn away inside this vacant made-up plastic
's left of me someone's out when it's over people steal from you and they take anything they choose it's good to see you i missed you last night that's
You have always seen the best parts of me with my uncovered eyes loose from lenses absorbing light your hand is wrapped in mine the sun set for the
