(no subject)
"And every note I sing sounds out of key and every
time I play with passion, I start breaking strings and
my voice cracks when I sing from my heart. Guess that's
the price I've got to pay to know that I'm alive; this
melody is tearing me apart."
"I'm sick of the breaking, I'm sick of the bleeding until we fall down,
sick of this circle of death that we dance through again and again,
just lay me in the ground. Let's fall asleep together, hold me darling
'cause I'm scared, and I can't do this alone. But I need your heartbeat
to haunt me, your cold lips to breathe a promise that, tomorrow, we'll wake
up somewhere new."
time I play with passion, I start breaking strings and
my voice cracks when I sing from my heart. Guess that's
the price I've got to pay to know that I'm alive; this
melody is tearing me apart."
"I'm sick of the breaking, I'm sick of the bleeding until we fall down,
sick of this circle of death that we dance through again and again,
just lay me in the ground. Let's fall asleep together, hold me darling
'cause I'm scared, and I can't do this alone. But I need your heartbeat
to haunt me, your cold lips to breathe a promise that, tomorrow, we'll wake
up somewhere new."