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Wednesday, September 10, 2008 - ore 15:53 Metallica Dyers Eve- Dedicated to my parents! Dear Mother Dear Father What Is this Hell You Have Put Me Through Believer Deceiver Day in Day out Live My Life Through You Pushed onto Me What’s Wrong or Right Hidden from this Thing That They Call Life Dear Mother Dear Father Every Thought I’d Think You’d Disapprove Curator Dictator Always Censoring My Every Move Children Are Seen But Are Not Heard Tear out Everything Inspired Innocence Torn from Me Without Your Shelter Barred Reality I’m Living Blindly Dear Mother Dear Father Time Has Frozen Still What’s Left to Be Hear Nothing Say Nothing Cannot Face the Fact I Think for Me No Guarantee,it’s Life as Is But Damn You for Not Giving Me My Chance Dear Mother Dear Father You Clipped My Wings Before I Learnt to Fly Unspoiled Unspoken I’ve Outgrown That Fucking Lullaby Same Thing I’ve Always Heard from You Do as I Say Not as I Do Innocence Torn from Me Without Your Shelter Barred Reality I’m Living Blindly I’m in Hell Without You Cannot Cope Without You Two Shocked at the World That I See Innocent Victim Please Rescue Me Dear Mother Dear Father Hidden in Your World You’ve Made for Me I’m Seething I’m Bleeding Ripping Wounds in Me That Never Heal Undying Spite I Feel for You Living out this Hell You Always Knew X FORTUNA KE FRA UN Pò DOVREI ANDARMENE FUORI DAI COGLIONI COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) PERMALINK |
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