I'd like to love you but I can't, can't, can't
I'd love to own you but I don't understand
what I feel so I need to face myself
looking for peace and even everything else
nobody around me can see my inner experience
I put my darkness out like it's just my defense
put a veil on and let us see what the critic will say
'Cause when the time's gone, you must not betray (yourself)
they stare at you like whores
they just wanna be your lovers
heart gives you the best reflections
treat them all like your mother
I'd like to love you but I can't, can't, can't
I'd love to own you but I don't understand
what I feel so I need to face myself
looking for peace and even everything else
what a psychotic mind, quite pretty romantique
with you, I could watch the days pass by and please
leave your world behind, we could build something new
As they call it tragedy, I call it my truth
(It's you)
stop putting me down
I'll crush their furies on the ground
love is a sweet remedy
for all the sickness of the teens
I'd like to love you but I can't
I'd love to own you but I don't understand
what I feel so I need to face myself
looking for peace and even everything else
everything else
and you...
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Showing posts with label nostalgy. Show all posts
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Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Twenty-1
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21,
love,
nostalgy,
peace,
sadness,
sickness of teens,
solitude,
time,
tragedy,
truth,
twenty one
Friday, November 29, 2013
WOOF! FUCK
[woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
take off everything you wear today
let me see the consequences, baby
even you were lost through the dark
I'd be able to find you, sweetheart
the moon is queen on a nightmare
Maybe we'll just kiss
late you come, I miss
your behavior and your lips
your conception and your jeans
the psycho and the phyyyyyy
[sical
physical, physical
so natural...
[woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
cheap apartment
only one dollar in your hands
no-one said it'd be easy, pretty girl
at least we're together
but our story is not forever
you need to learn to face the scar in their face
Maybe we'll just kiss
late you come, I miss
your behavior and your lips
your conception and your jeans
the psycho and the phyyyyyy
[sical
physical, physical
so natural...
[woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
Even we don't have any cent to spend tonight
we could go beyond, just let the stars guide us
the first flow is hard to struggle and it's unfair
the secret of the Heroes is their force of caring
[woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
take off everything you wear today
let me see the consequences, baby
even you were lost through the dark
I'd be able to find you, sweetheart
the moon is queen on a nightmare
Maybe we'll just kiss
late you come, I miss
your behavior and your lips
your conception and your jeans
the psycho and the phyyyyyy
[sical
physical, physical
so natural...
[woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
cheap apartment
only one dollar in your hands
no-one said it'd be easy, pretty girl
at least we're together
but our story is not forever
you need to learn to face the scar in their face
Maybe we'll just kiss
late you come, I miss
your behavior and your lips
your conception and your jeans
the psycho and the phyyyyyy
[sical
physical, physical
so natural...
[woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
Even we don't have any cent to spend tonight
we could go beyond, just let the stars guide us
the first flow is hard to struggle and it's unfair
the secret of the Heroes is their force of caring
[woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
woof! fuck
...]
Labels:
behavior,
conception,
feel,
fuck,
hard times,
nostalgy,
woof
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