There's a shape silently moving in the corner of my eye. Is it hard to refrain from looking back when I stare? Who told you all to stand in line? Our
I shrink from telling you the news. It's wearing me down. Turning the tables on you is working out fine. When there is something on my mind, it always
I'm sick of all this emptiness I've chosen for a life. Without no direction, it's a never-ending strife. It seemed so perfect as I planted fertile seeds
Someone staring, I aim from the sniper behind the wall. Mean no harm, but I'm trained to unarm what may strike us all. Can you hear me through your moanin
Someone staring, I aim for the sniper behind the wall. Mean no harm, but I'm trained to unarm what may strike us all. Doesn't matter anymore, 'cos all
When she walks; testing the ground like she doesn't belive her eyes. When she smiles, she manage to catch you up in her own mood. Didn't mean to act
[Spanish lyrics by Roberto Genta] So it seems our remedy come at last. The seal is broken, but do we have a choice? That strange old man, dressed up
I am a captive, held by a strange euphoric pain. You are my precious. No harm shall come to you again. Absolute serenity, a new profound fear that's
Slow-mo fantasy, black and white sliedes all around us. A blood-stained rubber duck, I really shouldn't swim these waters. Lethal undertow, caught in
Let me tell you a story. A tornado is on its way to blow your fence away. When the pieces are scattered and your colours are looking pale you're notice
It wasn't my goal to ruin this precious moment. (I) didn't mean to bring this up to complicate. But just like a ghost, this conversation is cursed to
