She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
when she makes me sad.
But I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat
choke
Torn into pieces
I won't.
No.
I don't want to be this but
I won't let this build up inside of me
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
She isn't real.
I can't make her real.
4 commentaires:
nice song!
Mais ca sonne triste!
tu dois dire chaque matin :
"She is real, I can make it real"
"She is real, I can make it real"
"She is real, I can make it real"
and she'll be real
a+
J'aime particulièrement cette chanson.
Je crois qu'on est pas énormément à apprécier, je sais pas pourquoi...
I didn't know before now that Slipknot can be emotional lolz
la seule chanson qua je connait de ce groupe est "duality" qui dit:
"i put my finger into my eye,
it's the only way to stop the pain..."
c'est assez sombre comme textes!
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