quarta-feira, 6 de maio de 2009

Streets Of Philadelphia



i was bruised and battered and i couldn´t tell what i felt, i was unrecognizable to myself... i saw my reflection in a window, i didn´t know my own face!!! Oh brother... are you gonna leave me, wastin´away, on the streets of Philadelphia?

i walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone, i heard the voices of friends, vanished and gone... at night i could hear the blood in my veins... black and whispering, as the rain, on the streets of Philadelphia...

ain´t no angel gonna greet me? it´s just you and i, my friend... my clothes don´t fit me no more... i walked a thousand miles just to slip the skin...

the night has fallen, I´m lyin´awake, i can feel myself fading away... so receive me, brother, with your faithless kiss, or will we leave each other alone like this, on the streets of Philadelphia...?



When there's no one left to fall,

nowhere to hide,

Silence is hurting...

Inside it's cold...

Sleep or Die.

Nowhere to go...

Nowhere to hide...

Her light went out.



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  1. e em cada palavra que tu escreve eu finalmente consigo encontrar a motivação que há tanto tempo eu procurava pra seguir em frente.

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