Those dark roads all in
vain, bets just for lose the patience.
Playing this silly game
because is needed, but for me I just stop now.
I could use my weapons
but I know now how it hurts
I could hurt somebody
else, but I’m sick of this game
I swear! I tried to be
kind, be patient and lovely
But you can’t see
Why are you only able to
see my curves and my laugh? I’m more than this, but it doesn’t matter somehow
What is the prize in act
like you? I’m sorry baby, but I see you so fool playing like this.
I guess I’m worse of
all. I believe in you even when I know you’re lying to me
I let my guns down
because I want to feel myself fragile in your arms
I want to feel the
delight of your recover, I bet to feel your breath
And I feel myself so
fool in think like this.
I must to try to hurt
you
But I don’t want to
play, I’m not here to play
I bet you were mature,
like a man should be
But it is ok, I should
be a woman that I imagined I were.
Somehow I’m weak again
This is my dark road, I
know where I’ve been
I should be cautious and
try to find the light
But I’m tired of being
here, I need keep walk and after all I try to find again where I am.
Have I told you I’m
afraid of dark? Well… I don’t like to hear the devil whispers, but it is so
loud when all lights gone…
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