segunda-feira, 12 de maio de 2008

High Price Of Mistakes


























On the edge,
I wait Hands held tightly…together
Waiting for the name
I wallow in my shame
I played a dangerous game
Hold it all inside, they said
Don’t you speak of this disgrace (till you’re six feet underground)
People whisper silently
I can’t even show my face (can you turn your life around)
Don’t think positive
I’ll only crush myself
We just have to learn
In our mistakes we cause concern
But in the end it’s only me who’ll burn
What will you do, they scream at me
Turning nights to endless days (is there shelter from your fear)
My decisions have no weight
I can only run away (it’s your voice you have to hear) Hold it all inside, they said
Don’t you speak of this disgrace (till you’re six feet underground)
Whispers turn so deafening
I can’t live with my own face (can you turn your life around)
What will you do they scream at me
Leaving my wound so exposed (is there shelter from your fear)
Twisted words and loving arms
No one else will ever know (it’s your voice you have to hear)

*Hungry Lucy*

...pra ti... que nem sabe que é pra ti... :)

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