Tipas: Daina
Publikavimo data: 2005m. Birželio 28d. 21:19
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I draw my waiting on the mirror..
I draw it on the wall..
My favorite posters used to be there
But now..
Now everything is gone.
I don‘t use pencil or black ink,
I draw with my own blood –
That‘s not as scary as u think
It became routin afterall.
Those deep carves on my hands..
Don‘t worry,
Nobody will ever find them,
Cause I know the best ways to hide
I‘m used to this
And u know why...
Sometimes I don‘t even have to try
I seem to be invisible and small,
And scare myself with thought-
I‘m not worth something more.
I draw my waiting on the mirror..
I draw it on the wall..
My favorite posters used to be there
But now..
Now everything is gone.
I keep on drawing everynight
Afraid to miss one spot or line.
I know, my time is running out,
I need to hurry, not much time..
I drew my weakness there,
My strength and will right next to it,
Right corner‘s dedicated to my hate,
Emotional feelings on the left,
But my love is above everything,
Cause it‘s the most important part of me.
I draw my waiting on the mirror..
I draw it on the wall..
My favorite posters used to be there
But now..
Now everything is gone.
It‘s almost finished
And I have to go,
But before I leave..
I want u something to give..
Myself, my everything-
I‘m giving u my drawing.
2005m. Birželio 28d. 21:19
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2005 m. lapkričio 20 d.
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