Hyde - Dying to be perfect
Tekst :
Cursed, your curse is sadness.
1000 rose garden thorns,
to sit here and watch you suffer.
i can t bear to see another tear.
if i had it all i would give you everything.
i would cut out my eyes and give them to you.
days on end til the end of days this feeling never leaves.
you can crucify yourself until the blood runs out,
or learn to choke on your imperfections.
to dance in fire with no sense of fear.
i wish things could be that simple
and the suffering would be a memory of how things used to be.
the scars there to remind you for the rest of your life.
how many times have you choked on your words.
hurting yourself just to feel something.
i need to feel something.
if i had my way,
autumn would last forever.
you re dying to be perfect.
sharpening the blade.
Inne utwory
Fruits of chaos Hideaway Orange no taiyou Today i bleed Midnight celebration Hello (eng) Burning the seed Sweet vanilla Playing dead Faith Oasis Dolly Skin mask Each and every moment Release form Jesus Christ Words of love Tell me you me Shining over you Losowe utwory
(Find A Way)
Restart, retrigger, press rewind and you just come again
Reset, reprogramme, wheel it back and you just come again
Restart, retrigger, press rewind and you just come again
Reset, reprogramme, wheel it back and you just come again
Funny how, when in love, everything your baby does has meaning
Then it ends, love...
There s something so intense
Something so unreal
But I ll give myself to the experience of life
Now I m forced to see in a new way
Forced to see new colours
Cause something s pulling us together
Why are we...
Time after time,
feels like I m fading away
Stopped on a dime,
staring into space
And clarity comes,
and clarity goes
But for all these epiphanies,
I m still lost
Holding the roses
At the start of your life,...
Equal in lies
Equal in love
In lies
In love
In love
In love
Equal in lies
Equal in love ...
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