agosto 22, 2009

THE THE - DUSK - BLUER THAN MIDNIGHT

Esta vem do fundinho...


Save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, save me.

The candles are lit. the curtains are drawn.
Theres still no sign of rain nor dawn.
Our lips touch. our limbs entwine.
But the ghosts that haunt me wont leave my mind.

Save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, from myself.

One sin leads to another one.
Oh, the harder I try
I can never, never, never find peace in this life.
I ask myself where does lust come from
Is it something to yield to or be overcome.
I ask myself
Why love can never touch my heart like fear does.
Why cant love ever touch my heart like fear does?

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