quarta-feira, 8 de outubro de 2008

Some Time



How I wish I could surrender my soul;


Shed the clothes that become my skin;


See the liar that burns within my needing.


How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.


How I wish I had screamed out loud,


Instead I've found no meaning.





I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,


All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.


Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.


I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.


It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.





How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;


Hold memory close at hand,


Help me understand the years.


How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.


How I wish I would save my soul. I'm so cold from fear.






I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,


All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.


Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.


I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.


Far, far away; find comfort in pain.


All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.


It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

Far, far away; find comfort in pain.


All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.


It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

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