Your soul is out
a long path in front of me
screams aloud
what's out, what's in
they will call your name in the end
they will kiss you three times deeply
their faces are in the concrete
they play with the art without meaning
a bip-bop hat down on floor
a girl swinging like a freak whore
Andy's quotes written in the wall
I'm red wine in the Carnival
Your soul is out
a long path in front of me
screams aloud
what's out, what's in
The sun goes down
I can see the moonbeam
Cats with no paws
what d'you think 'bout it?
tic-tac-toe hunk, take your time to think
don't waste time, die along your friends
let the light shines like your bright-blue-eyes
Jesus won't be crucified twice
no no no no between yes and go
in a minute you need to lose control
your bloody lips are real thin slaves
or days, dates, dices, faith or rays
Your soul is out
a long path in front of me
screams aloud
what's out, what's in
The sun goes down
I can see the moonbeam
Cats with no paws
what d'you think 'bout it?
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Monday, July 15, 2013
Monday, October 29, 2012
Spoil me
Spoil me while I can fix my soul
I'm tired with my guitars and shows
You can have beauty and beautiful clothes
but everything is over when it's in love
Ah, you know that I am not just a girl
My kiss burns you out, as hot as the Hell
Usually don't believe when I tell
you that I'm a good singer or a black angel
Cause loving for me is so difficult
I've lost myself when I talk about
what I've felt here deep inside
This broken glass on floor is from my heart
Spoil me while I can fix my soul
I'm tired with my guitars and shows
You can have beauty and beautiful clothes
but everything is over when it's in love
Sorry 'cause I still need to go home
I'm so tired and I wanna get alone
You can have beauty and beautiful songs
but everything is over when it's long, long
I'm tired with my guitars and shows
You can have beauty and beautiful clothes
but everything is over when it's in love
Ah, you know that I am not just a girl
My kiss burns you out, as hot as the Hell
Usually don't believe when I tell
you that I'm a good singer or a black angel
Cause loving for me is so difficult
I've lost myself when I talk about
what I've felt here deep inside
This broken glass on floor is from my heart
Spoil me while I can fix my soul
I'm tired with my guitars and shows
You can have beauty and beautiful clothes
but everything is over when it's in love
Sorry 'cause I still need to go home
I'm so tired and I wanna get alone
You can have beauty and beautiful songs
but everything is over when it's long, long
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