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lubie 3 rodzaje papierosów na raz i cole zero, nigdy nie podejrzewałem się o rozmowy z zaświatami, gdybym haj miał na własność to byłoby teraz, błagam nie wirusujcie mi komputera bo nie stać mnie na zapore ;/ mua o_O
niedziela, 16 września 2012
"Oblivion" by Gia
I am an oblivion soul paying for sins I have never done,
forgotten by world, forsaken by god, left out by satan,
no hope for me, fate can't be tricked, that's what I got,
I am just a toy, a broken toy, but who pulls the strings?
but who pulls the strings? who pulls the strings of me?
ref.
feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask, a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt
I am an oblivion soul looking for things I can never find
this what I want, this what I need, this what I carve for,
is not for me, happiness is lying far beyond I can reach
I’m am just a dust on the wind, that is tossed around
into all the directions I would never want or like
ref.
feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt
I am an oblivion soul, so should I seek for help?
know I would run away fearing of losing myself
this pain I hate, I love it too, its kind of part of me
I cannot see the better days to ever come because
I lack with something what others people have,
pink glasses they called it
ref.
feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask
a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt
forgotten by world, forsaken by god, left out by satan,
no hope for me, fate can't be tricked, that's what I got,
I am just a toy, a broken toy, but who pulls the strings?
but who pulls the strings? who pulls the strings of me?
ref.
feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask, a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt
I am an oblivion soul looking for things I can never find
this what I want, this what I need, this what I carve for,
is not for me, happiness is lying far beyond I can reach
I’m am just a dust on the wind, that is tossed around
into all the directions I would never want or like
ref.
feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt
I am an oblivion soul, so should I seek for help?
know I would run away fearing of losing myself
this pain I hate, I love it too, its kind of part of me
I cannot see the better days to ever come because
I lack with something what others people have,
pink glasses they called it
ref.
feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask
a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt
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