Gaining back what's lost is gone when columns turn to stone. Believe what we tell you. Keep flipping pages, build up reactions. Believe what we tell you
Vertaling: The Sleeping. Geloven wat we u vertellen.
Calluses, forming from the numbing touch. A painful price, payable, I am alive. A powerful glance that consumes you in image. Images reflect what some
. Gaining back what's lost is gone when columns turn to stone. Believe what we tell you. Keep flipping pages, build up reactions. Believe what we tell you
It's cold tonight. The silver poles, like icicles, stuck to our skin and won't let go. And these seats alone might as well be covered up with a foot
letting go. I have let go. Figures scatter the pavement, eyes half closed. Breathing turns to shaking. Wake me up. Can you wake me up? Wake me up before
as useless as my own. So I stay in bed crying. I'd rather cry to lifeless heirlooms than assume somebody cares. But I'm getting tired in hopes that sleep
[people talking in a noisy room] [drums] [people start chanting "If your heart was broken... you would be dead"] [chanting stops and talking in the noisy
we could get away. Because I'm dying all alone, trying to hold on to what I have. And I'm knowing why I care. Working towards what's best for you. (One
in our eyes. That's for sure, so I quit. This is bad news another album going nowhere, going nowhere. Now, without you, I can't. Eyes, slides are spinning
of home sickness, though, i for one am sick of going home. Vomiting. What i left behind was evil. Someone as dark as Cordele, swallowing me whole. Where were you
[the sounds of someone tuning a station on the radio] A great day for a tune
Judging by these written words, gives reason to believe an evil spirit rests in that innocent girl. And the markings on her chest can tell a tale of
[The sound of someone tuning out of a radio]
"Breathing, did you get the guns? Can you feel the burning sun, frozen in your veins? If I go I pray that you will rescue me. A bond in blood I won't
, we made like forty one trips Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I bring Yeah, yeah, yeah See what you niggas do to me, I do to you And if I'
me, tell me please That without me it's so complete, so complete (chorus) (Cheri Dennis) Won't you tell me right now what you want from me What you
you said you complete me Thought you said you were never gonna let it go Thought you said, thought you said when you tell me Thought you said, thought you said when you tell
