Тексты песен «Gatsbys American Dream»

I will be the fire on your lips But I'm overlooked and underfed You keep me in the basement Where you threw me out with the bathwater And I will be the fury in your fists Throwing out the things The things I thought I...

I will be the fire on your lips And i'm overlooking under fame You keep me the face But where he's looking at with his bath water And i will be the fury in your fist Throwing out the things The things i thought i...

I will be the fire on your lips And i'm overlooking under fame You keep me the face But where he's looking at with his bath water And i will be the fury in your fist Throwing out the things The things i thought i...

My shame is cold like a grave but my lust is hot like an engine Pistons that pump and a heart that thumps to the beat But I can't wrap my head around So I let my body fall instead And I've lost the rhythm and all I'm...

I think I've read this book before, hardbound shiny cover, pretty colors, but an ending that's sure to disappoint. It's not what you'd expect when you open the box. And all the things you wish you'd find, fleeting and...

What if when the curtains go down There is nothing and nothing? Yeah, what if when the curtains close If there's a Heaven in the sky I don't know why they'd ever let me in I'm sure that there's a hell And there's room...

How could you understand The way I feel about God? How could you understand Anything, about me at all? I am the wind, singing a sad song I am a volcano and I'll hurt you all My pride ripped a hole in the world That...

I am afraid Of the book of blank pages God, I'm afraid It's my job to fill them Too much responsibility Yeah, need an interpreter What am I trying to say? I am the author, discovery I am the author I'm scared and on my...

The thing is we live in fear Fear of the monsters in control Three legged machines that haunt my dreams Machines made of metal so cold Could there be something to believe? A place where we can find the refuge we need...

I see the world in a swirl of hues, but my favorite color is shame. Tonight the sky is painted... Tonight the sky is painted... melancholy and the wind sings songs as if it would lament some tragedy on the far side of...

I see the world in a swirl of hues But my favorite color is shame Tonight the sky is painted Tonight the sky is painted melancholy And the wind sings songs as if it would lament Some tragedy on the far side of the...

As we creep along The beat from our wings keeps us humming To the buzz of our hives requiem This comb will rot away, our queen is filled with eggs And that's just the worker instinctively feeding me So if these beasts...

Artificial, prosthetic hands, sympathetic, but I'll put and end to this. (ooo...) Can't keep fighting, do I have to keep fighting? Stop breathing. Stop breathing. It's not the same, it's not the same, 'cause I...

you made my heart your home so i snuck up on the rooftop to peer down at you through the skylight to find that you were setting fires who sets fire to their own home? my chest is burning but i am not the one pointing...

so we beat on our boats against the current so we beat on... these waters are uncharted bravely we sail alone riding the storm cluthcing honor bearing pride ocean salt that burns our wounds only this immortal ship will...

Production line, chasing mechanical dreams, I'm not just a number. Balances gain interest, but who yields the profit? Can you measure a man by the line of his credit? I'm worth more than the sum of my parts; equations...

You're almost out of batteries So if you lose the feed, you'll know why We make music, but we're not machines Well if we disappear, you'll know why The signal is corrupted The songs are uninspired Where's the fucking...

I'm not mad I'm just tired and it makes me sad At least it makes me something different I hate this place And all these guys and their fancy clothes It doesn't seem like music at all I'll speak the truth, so you know...

Look at me, when I talk to you My eyes can't bear the sight Oh, eyes so brilliant, it pains my heart But I can make you disappear I can make you disappear I can make you disappear if I try If I try hard enough I can...

Evil has a sweet sweet scent Wickedness is fresh and new each time Do you sense it? Can you sense the glory in it? I was just like you I was the pauper to the demon And you can have it too The power and the feeling...