47 acessos
To the one who look as if you have been crying every day
Fight back with all the force that you’ve been laughed at the face
And in the end you’ll find it’s either a bomb or knife
That will be your stronger weapon when you carve your way
From this moment on let’s promise that no matter what it is
You will not put a price tag on the fact that you exist
Although it seems now, that we’re just playing around
It is much too soon to throw this ideas out
And today, standing there in the railway
All alone at the station’s end
Tomorrow’s me is sure waiting helplessly
To take orders from a rather dumb and selfish scum
Dictator again
Even if there comes a day that cars are flying in the sky
Even if that comes a day that robots talk like you and I
As for the things you say to me, instead of what comes easily
Try to fix the pieces of my heart, oh won’t you please
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to take the chance to pray for hapinness and love
I would have to reassure myself that
I still find compassion hidden ‘side of me
Hey, I’m sure you know that even if you choose to lift your eyes
There’s no way to see shit if there isn’t any light
Wether if I’m by myself or with somebody else
I will still fall in the same trap of loneliness
As I stay right here, singing songs about suicide
The depth I’ve fallen to feels just like If I’ve died
But I’ve come to see, even with this thoughts inside of me
The word I say from day to day – they bear no weight
No matter what I do
I can’t see them through
And today, standing there just like everyday
All alone in this fake reality
Tomorrow’s me would be better off not existing
But I hear the nagging whistle from the final train
As it pulls up to me
Even if I were to tell myself that love it’s just bad luck
I know that I will regret it when my conscience catches up
Won’t you take a look at my face, this is the way that I’ll stay
‘Cause annoying pricks like you I really really hate
If a missile flies and cross this kind of sky above
If I were to give away my life because I’ve had enough
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still find compassion in me
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still be saved
Before my heart turns into stone
To the one who look as if you have been crying every day
Fight back with all the force that you’ve been laughed at the face
And in the end you’ll find it’s either a bomb or knife
That will be your stronger weapon when you carve your way
From this moment on let’s promise that no matter what it is
You will not put a price tag on the fact that you exist
Although it seems now, that we’re just playing around
It is much too soon to throw this ideas out
And today, standing there in the railway
All alone at the station’s end
Tomorrow’s me is sure waiting helplessly
To take orders from a rather dumb and selfish scum
Dictator again
Even if there comes a day that cars are flying in the sky
Even if that comes a day that robots talk like you and I
As for the things you say to me, instead of what comes easily
Try to fix the pieces of my heart, oh won’t you please
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to take the chance to pray for hapinness and love
I would have to reassure myself that
I still find compassion hidden ‘side of me
Hey, I’m sure you know that even if you choose to lift your eyes
There’s no way to see shit if there isn’t any light
Wether if I’m by myself or with somebody else
I will still fall in the same trap of loneliness
As I stay right here, singing songs about suicide
The depth I’ve fallen to feels just like If I’ve died
But I’ve come to see, even with this thoughts inside of me
The word I say from day to day – they bear no weight
No matter what I do
I can’t see them through
And today, standing there just like everyday
All alone in this fake reality
Tomorrow’s me would be better off not existing
But I hear the nagging whistle from the final train
As it pulls up to me
Even if I were to tell myself that love it’s just bad luck
I know that I will regret it when my conscience catches up
Won’t you take a look at my face, this is the way that I’ll stay
‘Cause annoying pricks like you I really really hate
If a missile flies and cross this kind of sky above
If I were to give away my life because I’ve had enough
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still find compassion in me
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still be saved
Before my heart turns into stone