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In Flames
Postat av isaknewton den 29 November 2005, 20:14
22 kommentarer · 46 träffar
Jag undrar vad deras låtar igentligen handlar om.
Helst skulle jag behöva "sång meningen" till bottled och system. Jag skriver lyricarna under.
Bottled:
I really don't have anything to say
Just pass me by
Don't ask me the same questions
Just deny I'm there
Like the time around me
This room is filled with nothing
Fell awkward in a place with many
Leave this space to me
I channel the pain through this
The paper, the pen, your eyes
To stare into what's next
It frightens me
No control, no reward
I'm in circles again
Still and breathless
I don't care what's behind
To you I look for energy
To catch my breath again
The world looks old to me
Tonight I drink myself sober
Soon this could be over
Tale a picture of the pale
New morning knocking
Feels just like always
Pen down my regrets
I reach to you again.
System:
I can not frame, that's why I lose control
I aim, I stumble and I fall
Our adaptation can't be faithful
Your world does not attract me
This is the end, you see
There's no more truth in me
As if you would deserve it
You are my enemy
I can't ignore the way you make me bleed
I hate when you throw my thoughts against the wall
Got to wake up and make a stand
Desperation forces another mistake
I count again...
I know who's to blame
My life in vain
Who said I was sane?
I count again...
I know who's to blame
My life in vain
Who said I was sane?
Follow your instinct
It usually takes you home
Don't let these words tear you down (down)
You see me hanging by the end of the rope
I tell you...
Slow, I go
And the wait seems to be over
All that I know
Is that my life has become such a waste for you
I blame and run, sadly all too often
I dive into the day without your sympathy
I tend to try but lack the focus
Becoming a distant memory
What once was is quickly forgotten
All wrapped up inside
Delete all resemblance
I feel your relief
Slow, I go
And the wait seems to be over
All that I know
Is that my life has become such a waste for you
Follow your instinct
It usually takes you home...
Slow, I go
And the wait seems to be over
All that I know
Is that my life has become such a waste for you
Slow I go and the wait seems to be over
All that I know is that my life has become such a waste for you...
Allt för mig, tråden var lite lång men men.
Ni som inte gillar In Flames, eller som bara är ute efter kommentarstatistik behöver inte kommentera
ADJÖ!
Helst skulle jag behöva "sång meningen" till bottled och system. Jag skriver lyricarna under.
Bottled:
I really don't have anything to say
Just pass me by
Don't ask me the same questions
Just deny I'm there
Like the time around me
This room is filled with nothing
Fell awkward in a place with many
Leave this space to me
I channel the pain through this
The paper, the pen, your eyes
To stare into what's next
It frightens me
No control, no reward
I'm in circles again
Still and breathless
I don't care what's behind
To you I look for energy
To catch my breath again
The world looks old to me
Tonight I drink myself sober
Soon this could be over
Tale a picture of the pale
New morning knocking
Feels just like always
Pen down my regrets
I reach to you again.
System:
I can not frame, that's why I lose control
I aim, I stumble and I fall
Our adaptation can't be faithful
Your world does not attract me
This is the end, you see
There's no more truth in me
As if you would deserve it
You are my enemy
I can't ignore the way you make me bleed
I hate when you throw my thoughts against the wall
Got to wake up and make a stand
Desperation forces another mistake
I count again...
I know who's to blame
My life in vain
Who said I was sane?
I count again...
I know who's to blame
My life in vain
Who said I was sane?
Follow your instinct
It usually takes you home
Don't let these words tear you down (down)
You see me hanging by the end of the rope
I tell you...
Slow, I go
And the wait seems to be over
All that I know
Is that my life has become such a waste for you
I blame and run, sadly all too often
I dive into the day without your sympathy
I tend to try but lack the focus
Becoming a distant memory
What once was is quickly forgotten
All wrapped up inside
Delete all resemblance
I feel your relief
Slow, I go
And the wait seems to be over
All that I know
Is that my life has become such a waste for you
Follow your instinct
It usually takes you home...
Slow, I go
And the wait seems to be over
All that I know
Is that my life has become such a waste for you
Slow I go and the wait seems to be over
All that I know is that my life has become such a waste for you...
Allt för mig, tråden var lite lång men men.
Ni som inte gillar In Flames, eller som bara är ute efter kommentarstatistik behöver inte kommentera
ADJÖ!





