Evanescence - Orestes
Tekst :
Metaphor for a missing moment
Pull me in to your perfect circle
One womb, One shame, One resolve
Liberate this will
To release us all
Gotta cut away, clear away,
Snip away and sever this
Umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
And from pulling you down with me here
I can almost hear you scream
One more medicated peaceful moment (give me)
One more medicated peaceful moment
And I don t wanna feel this overwhelming hostility
No, I don t wanna feel this overwhelming hostility
Gotta cut away clear away
Snip away and sever this umbilical residue
Gotta cut away clear away
snip away and sever this umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
Keeping me from killing you
Inne utwory
Where will you go Somebody like you Like you Lies Even in death Anything for you So close Weight of the world Exodus Tourniquet Broken Sweet sacrifice Sad movies always make me cry Zero Angel of mine Cartoon Network The only one Losowe utwory
I wish I knew how it would feel to be free
I wish I could break all the chains
holding me
I wish I could say, all the things that I should say
Say I´m loud say I m clear
For the whole wide world to hear
I wish...
I never thought the day would come
When we d have to say goodbye
But now the time has come
As I wipe the tears from my eyes
Too tired of these lonely nights
I ve lost everything
That meant anything
You re still ringing in my ears
And in my dreams
I ve tried running but I can...
Nie skarżę się
Myślę że akceptuję
To drżenie rąk
I serca kołatanie
Tak wiele jest uroku
W hiperwentylacji..
Uwielbiam
Gdy cucisz mnie policzkiem
Ubustwiam wprost
Spotukać się w szczerym polu
Z agorafobią
Co kilka dni umawiam się
W windzie z klaustrofobią
Weszły mi w krew pogaduszki
Z nozofobią
Let s sit down in the sand
And watch summer go
Are we here for goodbye?
Nobody knows
Does the medicine work
Does it take you away
I will always be
As close as you are to me
I m gonna wait `til the sun goes down
Not quite sure if it s still around
Ref.
Everything s under control
Except...
There is no chains that can hold him down
Iron head is here in town
On wheels of freedom, riding hard
Born with a rebel heart
They call him outlaw, they call him fear
In smoke and fire he appears
A king of the highway, call of the wild
Here...