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Away From the Sun – 3 Doors Down

5 de setembro de 2009 Áℓiѕѕση Suriani Deixe um comentário

It’s down to this
I’ve got to make this life make sense
Can anyone tell what I’ve done?
I miss the life
I miss the colors of the world
Can anyone tell where I am?

‘Cause now again I’ve found myself so far down
Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place
I’m so far down, away from the sun again
Away from the sun again

I’m over this
I’m tired of living in the dark
Can anyone see me down here?
The feeling’s gone
There’s nothing left to lift me up
Back into the world I know

‘Cause now again I’ve found myself so far down
Away from the sun that shines into the darkest place
I’m so far down, away from the sun
That shines to light the way for me
To find my way back into the arms
That care about the ones like me
I’m so far down, away from the sun again
Oh, no
Yeah
Oh, no

It’s down to this
I’ve got to make this life make sense
And now I can’t tell what I’ve done

And now again I’ve found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines to light the way for me

Oh, no
Yeah
I’m gone

Fones

Sensorium – Epica

3 de setembro de 2009 Áℓiѕѕση Suriani Deixe um comentário

Chance doesn’t exist
But the path of life is not
Totally so predestined and
Time and chronology
Show us how all should be

In the ways of existence
To find out why we are here
Being conscious is a torment
The more we learn is the less we get

No one surveys the whole
Focus on things so small
But life’s objective is to make it meaningful
Only searching for this
That which doesn’t exist

Although our ability
To relativize remains unclear

Being conscious is a torment
The more we learn is the less we get
Every answer contains a new quest
A quest to non-existence, a journey with no end

I’m not afraid to die
I’m afraid to be alive
Without being aware of it

I’m so afraid to, I couldn’t stand to
Waste all my energy in things
That do not matter anymore

Our future has already been written by us alone
But we don’t grasp the meaning
Of our programmed course of life
We only fear what comes
And smell death every day

Our future has already been wasted by us alone
And we just let it happen and do not worry at all
Our future has already been written by us alone
But we don’t grasp the meaning
Of our programmed course of life
We only fear what comes
And smell death every day
Search for the answers that lie beyond

Being conscious is a torment
The more we learn is the less we get
Every answer contains a new quest
A quest to nonexistence, a journey with no end

Fones

Don’t Trust Me – 3OH!3

29 de agosto de 2009 Áℓiѕѕση Suriani Deixe um comentário

Black dress with the tights underneath
I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth
And she’s an actress (actress)
But she ain’t got no need

She’s got money from her parents in a trust fund back east
T-t-t-tongues always pressed to your cheeks
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girls teeth
T-tell your boyfriend if he says he’s got beef
That I’m a vegetarian and I ain’t fucking scared of him