You brought me back from the dead but you don’t know what you put me through There’s not very much that can’t do but I can’t keep away from you You hate yourself for what you love but you can’t seem to get enough Look into my eyes of silver babe are they not quite red enough Chorus I don’t know what you want from me I just want to be left alone I wish that you’d just go away Back where you came from You love me like a hurricane Then treat me like a stranger You build me up to break me down I don’t need your kind of hurt
In my life I’ve danced with the devil and I’ve seen the dark side of the moon Even hell hath no fury compared to the likes of you I’ve had to fight a lot of demons and I’ve had to break a thousand chains There’s no way I’ve come this far to go back to being a slave .
How would this be if I was alone tonight Maybe then my love everything would turn out right I wish that this were easy but you know that it never is It seems like hearts get broken during things like this
And if you see her walking down along these streets Her body softly swaying to her heart's broken beats And if you see her tell her that I'm doing fine And tell her if she feels like talking she should call me sometime
And I can't fight it anymore I can't stop it once it starts
Well it's a shame babe Well it's a shame babe Well it's a shame babe The way we've torn it all apart
And if you see her let her know I wish her well And if things will get much better tell her only time will tell 'Cause if she's lonely well I'm alright 'Cause you know When it falls down I'll be there to pick it up one more time
Postat la 25.07.2008 01:18:35 EET(UTC+2H) Comentarii(0) | Link permanent
I’ve asked myself this question so many times, I thought I would try and put it to rhym. Does God like someone who interferes In someone else’s business and affairs? Does he appreciate someone who is always putting their nose where it doesn’t belong? Someone who has done it for way too long. Someone who takes it upon themselves To add their two cents where it doesn’t belong. Does God like a nosey person who has nothing better to do Than to put their nose where it doesn’t belong? I dont think He does, do you?
Postat la 23.07.2008 00:28:14 EET(UTC+2H) Comentarii(0) | Link permanent
We walked the narrow path, beneath the smoking skies. Sometimes you can barely tell the difference between darkness and light. Do you have faith in what we believe? The truest test is when we cannot, when we cannot see. I hear pounding feet in the, in the streets below, and the, and the women crying and the, and the children know that there, that there's something wrong, and it's hard to belive that love will prevail.
Oh it won't rain all the time. The sky won't fall forever. And though the night seems long, your tears won't fall forever.
Oh, when I'm lonely, I lie awake at night and I wish you were here. I miss you. Can you tell me is there something more to belive in? Or is this all there is?
In the pounding feet, in the, In the streets below, and the, And the window breaks and, And a woman falls, there's, There's something wrong, it's, It's so hard to belive that love will prevail.
Oh it won't rain all the time. The sky won't fall forever. And though the night seems long, your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall forever.
Last night I had a dream. You came into my room, you took me into your arms. Whispering and kissing me, and telling me to still belive. But then the emptiness of a burning sea against which we see our darkest of sadness.
Until I felt safe and warm. I fell asleep in your arms. When I awoke I cried again for you were gone. Oh, can you hear me?
It won't rain all the time. The sky won't fall forever. And though the night seems long, your tears won't fall forever. It won't rain all the time The sky won't fall forever. And though the night seems long, your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall forever.
Postat la 22.07.2008 16:07:10 EET(UTC+2H) Comentarii(0) | Link permanent
I’ve trusted people with my love I’ve trusted people with my dreams And where has that gotten me? Exactly where I began Listen to the pain from the soul of this man
There used to be a time when it was so easy Even if I didn’t know them I didn’t care I saw promise so I would give it a shot I was comfortable with giving out my trust I knew to gain theirs, this was a must
But time and time again they abused that They misused that trust that I gave to them All of it bottling up has just been adding up It’s severely affected me so I’m truthful in this claim That I can’t trust them or anyone else the same
To anyone fresh that may wonder why It’s not your fault but that of my past To you and to them, if you want to try and change that If you think you’ll half step, please don’t Because trust me when I say, trust you I won’t
Give me a reason not to doubt you, but to trust you
Postat la 07.07.2008 18:20:36 EET(UTC+2H) Comentarii(0) | Link permanent
sometimes know one sees the pain of what your holding back the secrets that you keep you promise not to tell but it cuts you really deep
the secret you promised might have to be broken the thing you fear the most you have to take the risk it might save a life but if you keep it it the pain would be like cutting your self with a knife .
Postat la 07.04.2008 01:11:25 EET(UTC+2H) Comentarii(0) | Link permanent
Hidden beneath the veil Lies dark secrets of sin. They do not grow, spawn or burst. They lurk in our fear and shame.
They are just a whisper of thought At a moment doubt tickles our soul. Guilt gurgles low from conception. Chills tremor through faith.
Action never taken or occurred from the flicker of darkness. Yet, the smoke lingers hidden deep. Bricked with hope mortared with fear. author, Chris Sura
Postat la 07.04.2008 01:06:08 EET(UTC+2H) Comentarii(0) | Link permanent
