quarta-feira, 25 de novembro de 2009

Sometimes.


Like a emigrant
Walking above your land
Opportunity or my destiny?
All i want is you
I done things, that you won’t do.

Sometimes i can feel your pain
Sometimes you kill me again
Sometimes i alleviate your pain
Sometimes we lose ourselves again

I should kill you
And kill myself too
To prove that I’m true
I done things, that you won’t do.

Sometimes you want die
Sometimes we hear the symphony of pain
Sometimes you get drown in tears,
And I need save you.

Por Lucas

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