Time to bury the hatchet and let it go,
leave the struggle and grudges it holds.
I'll make sure all those faces around me are familiar.
maandag 27 december 2010
zondag 19 december 2010
Love.Dead&Gone
I won't let you control my faith,
while I have to hold the weight of the world with all my conscience.
I won't sit here and wait, while you are weighing your options.
You're making a fool of me.
You didn't dare try to say that you don't care and solemnly swear not to follow me there.
It isn't like me to beg on my knees: "Oh please, oh baby please."
That's not how I do things.
No, I'm not upset.
No, I'm not angry.
I know love is love.
Love, sometimes it pains me.
No, I won't let you take me to the end of my rope,
While you burn it and torture my soul.
No, I'm not your puppet.
And no, no, no. I won't let you go.
while I have to hold the weight of the world with all my conscience.
I won't sit here and wait, while you are weighing your options.
You're making a fool of me.
You didn't dare try to say that you don't care and solemnly swear not to follow me there.
It isn't like me to beg on my knees: "Oh please, oh baby please."
That's not how I do things.
No, I'm not upset.
No, I'm not angry.
I know love is love.
Love, sometimes it pains me.
No, I won't let you take me to the end of my rope,
While you burn it and torture my soul.
No, I'm not your puppet.
And no, no, no. I won't let you go.
maandag 13 december 2010
Time and time again
Suddenly I'm on the wrong side,
in the middle of nowhere again.
In times like these you learn to live again.
in the middle of nowhere again.
In times like these you learn to live again.
zondag 5 december 2010
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