Oh yes, I know this tension that you speak of
We're in the palm of a hand making a fist
It'd be best for one of us to speak up
But we prefer to pretend it does not exist
And you can't see past the blood on my hands
To see that you've been aptly damned
To fail and fail again
Cause we're all guilty of the same things
We think the thoughts whether or not we see them through
And I know that I have been forgiven
And I just hope you can forgive me too
So don't you dare blame me for
Prying open the door
That's unleashed the bitterness
That's here in the midst of this
Sometimes we live for no one but ourselves
And what we've been striving for
Has turned into nothing more
Than bodies limp on the floor
Victims of falling short
We kiss goodbye the cheek of our true love
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О да, у нас похожие проблемы...
Ладонь вдруг превращается в кулак.
Давай же будем откровенны...
Но ты всегда все сводишь на пустяк.
И ты прячешь прошлое за спиной.
Один, ведь я уже другой.
И рвешь, и рвешь себя.
Знаем мы, знаем что не правы,
Вспоминая все то, что нам пришлось пройти.
Знаю я, знаю что оправдан.
Но прошу, и ты меня прости.
Не смей осуждать меня
За то, что свободен я,
И смог победить я злость,
А ты просто рушишь мост.
Живешь ни для кого, а для себя.
И все что достигли мы,
Осталось вдруг позади
Как пленники суеты,
Как жертвы своей мечты,
Стирали образ искренней любви.
И ты прячешь прошлое за спиной.
Один, ведь я уже другой.
И рвешь, и рвешь себя.
Знаем мы, знаем что не правы,
Вспоминая все то, что нам пришлось пройти.
Знаю я, знаю что оправдан.
Но прошу, и ты меня прости.
И ты прячешь прошлое за спиной.
Один, ведь я уже другой.
И рвешь, и рвешь себя.
Опять....
Знаем мы, знаем что не правы,
Вспоминая все то, что нам пришлось пройти.
Знаю я, знаю что оправдан.
Но прошу, и ты меня прости.
И ты меня прости.
И ты меня прости.
И ты прости.
ты прости.
ты прости.
И ты прости.
Меня
Oh yes, I know this tension that you speak of
We're in the palm of a hand making a fist
It'd be best for one of us to speak up
But we prefer to pretend it does not exist
And you can not see past the blood on my hands
To see that you've been aptly damned
To fail and fail again
Cause we're all guilty of the same things
We think the thoughts whether or not we see them through
And I know that I have been forgiven
And I just hope you can forgive me too
So do not you dare blame me for
Prying open the door
That's unleashed the bitterness
That's here in the midst of this
Sometimes we live for no one but ourselves
And what we've been striving for
Has turned into nothing more
Than bodies limp on the floor
Victims of falling short
We kiss goodbye the cheek of our true love
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Oh, yes, we have similar problems ...
Palm suddenly turns into a fist.
Let us be frank ...
But you always all boils down to nothing.
And you hide behind the past.
One, because I have another.
And rvesh and rvesh itself.
We know, we know that is not right,
Remembering all the things that we had to go.
I know, I know that is justified.
But I ask, and forgive me.
Do not you dare judge me
Because I am free,
And I was able to conquer anger,
You just rushish bridge.
You live for anyone, but for themselves.
And all that we have achieved,
You're suddenly back
As prisoners of fuss,
As victims of their dreams,
Erases the image of true love.
And you hide behind the past.
One, because I have another.
And rvesh and rvesh itself.
We know, we know that is not right,
Remembering all the things that we had to go.
I know, I know that is justified.
But I ask, and forgive me.
And you hide behind the past.
One, because I have another.
And rvesh and rvesh itself.
Again....
We know, we know that is not right,
Remembering all the things that we had to go.
I know, I know that is justified.
But I ask, and forgive me.
And forgive me.
And forgive me.
And you forgive me.
forgive.
forgive.
And you forgive me.
Me
