janeiro 06, 2004
Greed
Posted at 13:29 in Must think....
Sometimes i feel left apart
lost in a haunted house
where the ghosts are my fears
i cannot turn back
'till i defeat them
they take me to a outer place
where i'm wounded
hurted and bleeding greed
greed that feed my eyes
green that i gain when i look at you
and your perfect world
[...]
so i get angered
angered with me, with my fails
with everything that surrounds me
[...]
but the world keeps moving
ignoring me and my screams
blind and deaf to all
taking me back
to the haunted house
where i live
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Sabes do que tenho pena? Dos "[...]" :/
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