miércoles, 24 de febrero de 2010

A PAIN THAT I´M USED TO

I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore
I just know that I'm harder to console

I don't see who I'm trying to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control

Can you say what you're trying to play anyway
I just pay while you're breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined

Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true


There's a hole in your soul like an animal
With no conscience, repentance, oh no
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds of the soul

I can't conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care

With a prayer in the air I will leave it there
On a note full of hope not despair

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to

I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true


All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true



2 comentarios:

  1. huaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa como tas¡¡¡¡¡¡¡???? o.o


    yo aka al pedeando un rato ¡¡¡

    asta ke tenga ke ir a labura en media hora¡¡¡


    mmmm logo temos ki falar¡ some aumas coisas.....

    voce fika confeada nao es moito feio nim seio
    so qui eu pressisa falar com voce ti teu saluche e pensamentos ¡¡¡¡


    en fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnn


    ahora lo dice Raven::::

    ¿ ke te pasa che??? akaso nesecitas ke karge el tanke con diesel y te prepare el lansallamas???? o.o


    besotes gorda portate bien ....

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