sēdēju trolejbusā un plūkāju matus. kad galvā ieskanējās
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way šēdēju, plūkāju matus un dungoju līdzi galvā skanošajam. ziniet.. raudot ar brillēm tās (brilles) aizsvīst. es to nezināju. un šī ārprātīgi skaistā dziesma.. bija asaru katalizators. vakarā.
nemāku pastāstīt.
un šī dziesma. brīnumaini precīzi. raksturo. ļoti daudz ko. manī.