Cover di Doppelgänger

Doppelgänger
Album - 15 agosto 2005 - Debaser id 244745

di The Fall of Troy

Slow down this is slippin' through my mind,
This conversation has run out of time.
Honey I know you know what I mean,
And that's the one thing that you soon will find.
I know that you really wanna go,
My mind is runnin' outta gas just relax,
And recap, and relapse.
Tonight, my bodies jumpin' and I,
Go through the motions and I'm leaving on this journey,
Maybe someday I'll come running home to you.

I don't wanna see the day, my words cannot make it safe.
(Come running home! Come running home!)
Her heart in my hands, it's too bad, no regrets
I don't wanna see the day, her tears are falling on my grave.
(Come running home! Come running home!)
This is my one chance, to take back, no regrets

Let's go, I just wanna let you know,
This situation leaves me outta breath
We'll drive till the love that's in your eyes,
Drops to the ground and unravels like a thread
I know that you really wanna go,
I only think about her, must get to her, cannot lose her.
You know that I will not let this die,
Life support systems and my mind on
Rewind and rewind and rewind

I don't wanna see the day, my words cannot make it safe.
(Come running home! Come running home!)
Her heart in my hands, it's too bad, no regrets
I don't wanna see the day, her tears are falling on my grave.
(Come running home! Come running home!)
This is my one chance, to take back, no regrets

I don't wanna see the day, my words cannot make it safe.
Her heart in my hands, it's too bad, no regrets
I don't wanna see the day, her tears are falling on my grave.
This is my one chance (my one chance, my one chance)
Il tuo voto:
None of this has changed, when we all look the same.
Addicted to the one that left you, we can't forget you.
We colonized in war, predicting many more.
Addicted to the hand that fed you, you can't remember.

Year color. I wonder...
The more trouble that we get in,
The more fun if we don't get caught up in it.
Prefabricate that skin!

Help me find out, if this is all predictable.
Or is your troubled fate, relentless in it's ways,
Destroying all your days?

(These words coincide!!! Self-taught suicide!!!)
Il tuo voto:
Interrupt this call...
Reasons seem to be incomprehensible,
But it's not you or me. This is what I see,
Something here is wrong,
Someone here is wrong!!!

Wash your hands of me!
I don't care anymore!!!
You wanna play these games!?
I wanna wipe
That smile off of your face!!

Whore.

Do you think that I am joking?
Are you really that unprepared!?
Do you think that I am joking?
Il tuo voto:
Saliva swapping tonsil hockey trollop,
(A misconstructed vivacious sedative.)
Accompanied by operatic coitus,
Accompanied by mal de mer,
(And a jaded disposition...)

Raise the stakes on this!
Now's the perfect time,
Eat crow and liberate your mind.
Oh why do we live? Oh where do we live?
This is a contraceptive,
(This is not accepted where we live...)

Just a piece on the assembly line floor...

Put your hands in the air
A macabre companionship,
Porcelain crusted shards...
Is this how it ends? Was this all pretend!?
Put your hands where I can see em.
Il tuo voto:
With a black heart undercover, watching you sleep every night.
"I wish you'd watch me too..." We're made for each other
Honey if you only knew, every night I'm watching you...

Shut up you're talking to loud for me to not listen.
This operation's gotten old, the face I stole, the gun of
Lost shot through your soul, and all that's left is empty holes.

Mom and Dad can't help you anymore Get in the car we'll drive far to the end of the shore
Under the docks, on top of the rocks. Knock knock knock knock
Why the fuck are the doors locked?

Maybe she forgot about our talks, or maybe I'm mistaken,
But I swear to god that she's not getting out of this without some kind of explanation,
Oh I'm straining on your patience? Maybe scaring you a little?
Just because I came to visit doesn't mean you have to hide.
I'll be waiting on the side of your house,
With an empty bodybag
And a loaded .45

And now you wont forget my fucking name!

You're tearing me up, inside my mind.
You walked in front, I ran behind...
Il tuo voto:
Carico...

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