domingo, novembro 19, 2006

"Call Me When You're Sober"


Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.

Should I let you fall?
Lose it all?
So maybe you can remember yourself.
Can't keep believing,
We're only deceiving ourselves .
And I'm sick of the lie,
And you're too late.

Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.

Couldn't take the blame.
Sick with shame.
Must be exhausting to lose your own game.
Selfishly hated,
No wonder you're jaded.
You can't play the victim this time,
And you're too late.

Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
You want me,
Come find me.
Make up your mind.

You never call me when you're sober.
You only want it cause it's over,
It's over.

How could I have burned paradise?
How could I - you were never mine.

So don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
You would be here with me.
Don't lie to me,
Just get your things.
I've made up your mind.


Evanescence


por quem um dia foste em mim, ébrio do teu mundo...

terça-feira, novembro 07, 2006

"Happens Again"


My words are weapons
In which I murder you with
Please don’t be scared
Please do not turn your head

We are the future the 21st century
Dyslexic, glue sniffing cyber sluts
With homicidal minds and handguns

We are insane
Nothing will change
We are insane
Nothing will change


There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil, and
I will tip-toe down that line, but
I will feel unstable
My life is a circus, and I’m
Trippin’ down that tight rope, well
There is nothing to save me now, so
I will not look down

And again
And again
And again
And it happens again
And again
And again…

There’s no beginning
There is no end
There is only change

Progression, Backwards
Is this were we are heading?
Take back your soul
Forget your emptiness


There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil, and
I will tip-toe down that line, but
I will feel unstable
My life is a circus, and I’m
Trippin’ down that tight rope, well
There is nothing to save me now
I’m falling to the ground

Falling to the ground
Down to the ground
Yeah…

I speak of madness, my heart and soul
I cry for people who ain’t got control
Let’s take our sanity, let’s take compassion
And be responsible for every action

Hell no
No how
Away, away, away no how
Away no how…


There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil, and
I will tip-toe down that line, but
I will feel unstable
My life is a circus, and I’m
Trippin’ down that tight rope, well
There is nothing to save me now, so
I will not look down

There is a thin line between
What is good and what is evil, and
I will tip-toe down that line, but
I will feel unstable
My life is a circus, and I’m
Trippin’ down that tight rope, well
There is nothing to save me now
I’m falling to the ground

Down to the ground
All the way down
Hit to the ground


Papa Roach