BEN MOODY] Walking through life unnoticed Knowing that no one cares Too consumed in their masquerade No one sees her there And still she sings [CHORUS: Ben
Took from me all that I had With my soul and spirit dead Killing everything in me What is one use to be free Now to drive away the pain I'll destroy
What a tragic affection to harbor The sun is seeking salvation to squander Such a beautiful burden to bear alone I know Writes of fiction, of violence
Well I guess I lied, I don't have much in common with the world outside. No one really knows how much I have to hide. With that I'm really very ugly
Seventeen itself assured in secret so to blame Hold it in, it?s not a sin, it?s just a shame You?re not alone, this man he loves you In spite of everything
The stage is set, I?m growing restless I?ve taken worse than you before I don?t want you to want me Now I?m just fine as the failure and the whore I
Holding up tight in a drunken haze Shutting out light to stop the day from taking hold You cling to me with bloody hands Playing my part, this martyrs
Lost count for days when we were strong There's just me now, fight through the haze Night comes fast, the pain can last much longer... Have I lost my
Sinking and suffocating The walls are closing from within me Somethings best left unspoken And still this truth has broken me I can't believe it's true
Holding tight take this last breath As the waters rush in (Is it all a sin?) Come inside child my day is gone Close my eyes to the sun (Chorus) I'll
Why am I Thinking Of You Today You Should be Millions of Miles Away by Now It's Funny How It Hurts Me This Way Its Not The Words You Say But That You
Steady now, you see your door is darkened For only dead men does the devil come no more Don't hasten to deny your own desire For these bitter hands have
What a tragic affection to harbour, A soul is seeking salvation to squander, Such a beautiful burden to bear alone, I know... Rants and fictions of violence
Sinking and suffocating The walls are crumbling from within me Some thing's left best unspoken And still this truth has broken me I can't believe it'
She sits in her corner Singing herself to sleep Wrapped in all of the promises That no one seems to keep She no longer cries to herself No tears
Traduzione: Anastacia. Tutto Burns (feat. Ben Moody).
Traduzione: Moody, Ben. Tutto Burns.
