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Juu, elikkäs.... tänää oltiin taas siskon kans kahestaa, niinku eilenki.... hehaa!! Yksin kotona 2!! \m/ No juu... mä oon tulosa taas entistä hullummaks... meän porukat on ollu koko päivän pois, nyt ku kirjotan tätä Ô.ô .... Hiukan nälkä on, mut ei hirveen.... saattaa johtua kyl siitä, etten oo syömny tänää tähä mennesä, ku kaks leipää... nii ja juonu kaks kuppia kahvia c(: *nami*.... mä oon hirvee kahviholisti ^^ Juu, mut nyt en jaksa kirjottaa enempää, jote moikka \m/

Ja täsä ois viel tämmöne.... Se on Bullet For My Valentinen - Tears don't fall, ja se on tosi hyvä biisi ^^ Joten täsä se on \m/

Let's go

With bloodshot eyes, I watch you sleeping
the warmth I feel beside ME is slowly fading
would she hear me, if I called her name
would she hold me, if she knew my shame

There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better

TEARS!!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home

The moments died, I hear no screaming
the visions left inside me are slowly fading
would she hear me, if I called her name
would she hold me, if she knew my shame

There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home

This battered room I've seen before
the broken bones they heal no more, no more
with my last breath I'm choking
will this ever end, I'm hoping
my world is over one more time

Let's go

Would she hear me, if I called her name
Would she hold me if she knew my shame

There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home