Hurricane30 Seconds To Mars
Composição : Jared Leto
No matter how many times that you told me you wanted to leave
No matter how many breaths that you took, you still couldn't breathe
No matter how many nights that you'd lie wide awake to the sound of the poison rain
Where did you go
Where did you go
Where did you go
As days go by the night's on fire
Tell me, would you kill to save a life
Tell me, would you kill to prove you're right?
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane's chasing us all underground
No matter how many deaths that I die, I will never forget
No matter how many lies that I live, I will never regret
There is a fire inside of this heart and a riot about to explode into flames
Where is your God
Where is your God
Where is your God
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead
Or alive to torture for my sins
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead
Or alive to live a lie
Tell me, would you kill to save a life
Tell me, would you kill to prove you're right
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane's chasing us all underground
The promises we made were not enough
The prayers that we had prayed were like a drug
The secrets that we sould were never known
The love we had, the love we had
We had to let it go
Tell me, would you kill to save a life
Tell me, would you kill to prove you're right
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane's chasing us all underground
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead
Or alive to torture for my sins
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead
Or alive to live a lie
1 comentário:
Por vezes, os silêncios cansam demasiado.
"Caí no silêncio há vários dias. Quero falar-te das horas incandescentes que antecedem a noite e não sei como fazê-lo. Às vezes penso que vou encontrar-te na rua mais improvável, que nos sentamos diante do rio e ficamos a trocar pedaços de coisas subitamente importantes: a tua solidão, por exemplo. Mas depois, virando a esquina, todas as esquinas de todos os dias, esperam-me apenas as aves que ninguém sabe de onde partiram." vasco gato
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