: Y todo aquel, que bese mis labios Sentira desfallecer, Caer a un baldio aterrador Y cuando despierte Querra que la luz del sol Lo ilumine desde el
los sentidos; Es un foco de infeccion. Yo no se como se llama, es el comunicador. Es el comunicador. Es el comunicador. Es el comunicador. Llevas
: Existe t-il meilleur outil du pouvoir Qu'un ecran ou un poste radio dans un couloir Qui seme au 4 vents la parole de l'etat Une presence quotidienne
: Refrain (Bis) ; How them trick us by this way How them fool us every day Media are the voice of government Propaganda from the government Winston
: This might just be a waste of time but theres no one i'd rather waste my time with than all my best friends to stop this horror we'll all take
: Ve se quem faz a comida e o ouro E quem traz a bebida E quem prepara o salao Um troco do sindicato e o ouro Uns cem do candidato Uns dez da associacao
: I walk upon the floor Did I deserve this? I'm not quite sure You need to take a step back, step back now I feel it's time to start running One day
: As I recall To the events caused prior to this murder Why would a good boy do something like this Why would a good boy do something like this This
: How does it make you feel when i look away Feelings that will never seem to fade i try to Find you, you hold your head up high i let it all Fall down
: Look around and tell me what you see, a place Surrounded by the hate that hides in the Shadows inside of you, inside of me, what can we Ever hope
: Desperate and waiting, frozen to the core, numb To this feeling, needing something more all i Keep thinking is where i need to be, all i can hope
: Mother mother can you hear me, i keep trying Just to find me all i know now, all you s how me, Endless questions, hopeless ending This bitter pill
: Something keeps on pulling me down And I feel like I'm losing ground Trying just to find my reasons And losing sense of what is real Willing to believe
: Biting the hand that feeds you, lying to the voice Inside, reach out to beg for something this life Is a lesson, take what you're given feeding on
: Fear falls hard like rain again washing over me You say nothing will ever change what do i Believe You fall deep inside again nothing left to see
: Step back inside the lie again, you'll find you're Wearing thin Killing the sympathy as you take another swing At me now Fighting your inner self
: I'm sorry for needing You to carry me So simple sometimes When you're standing next to me You never change You never stay the same Like a picture-
: It's a long way back to reality, she puts another Brick in the wall of shame she made so long ago Trying to figure out where things went wrong Searching
