sábado, 10 de abril de 2010

The weakness

*I suffer from below a illness that calls life
My heart keep on beating strong and young
But my mind want no longer follow*

It doesn´t bear what it takes to live
It want let to cry and suffer
It would like to hide itself or run away

*Chorus

It only waits the edge of a knife
That caress it chest
And sink inside to stop the pain

*Chorus (x2)

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