Kaikki ei oo omasta päästä, mutta useimmat kylläkin.
Do you see what I see? Can you hear what I hear? Do you feel like I feel? Can you dream like I dream!?
What we are is the sum of a thousand lies
What we know is almost nothing at all
But we are, is that we are 'til the day we die
Or 'til we don't have the strength to go on
sometimes you got to appreciate life and everything it holds inside,
'cause u get only one life without rewind,
so when you live,
live to the fullest so you'll leave nothing to repent on.
those whose love burns, dare not; the love of those who dare, burns not
real eyes
realize
real lies
You´re life is what you make of it,
YOU decide whether to let other people change it,
Thought the result may not be in your hands, will it change it to good, or bad.
This is my life, and i´m living it the way i please
another day goes by
watching this world passing me
not seizing any chances,
nor fixing my mistakes
tired of trying
given up.
not knowing how to start
or where to even look for
living this life, as it weren´t my own
History is written by the victor,
and the heroes of looser, shall be forgotten,
the heroes and kings of winner, will be rememberd and memorized,
and so, left in the pages of history, to be known and remembered for years to come
how do i find luck? weeell... ....
... ... and then you turn left, go past the fountain and then you take the stairs to the center of the world.
Life is an unfair game,
Goverment is the house and god is just a mere dealer,
i´m holdin a pair of aces in a game of blackjack shouting FUCK YOU! on my way to hell...
I know what i am, but i don´t know what i should be,
Would be if i would have the thing i´m desiring,
Could be without this hatred in my heart.
I´m living between misery and sorrow
i´m thinking should i run my whole life trying to reach something whitout ever achieving it,
Or just sit still and watch my possibilities drown in vain
The prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets,
The prettiest eyes have cried the most tears,
And the kindest hearts have felt the most pain.
This is my city,
this is my sorrow.
These are my people,
empty and hollow.
This is my life,
and i’m helpless in it.
I’m lost in this world.
Heaven's full and Hell won't have me,
so won't you take me in your bed
