As heartache settles down
I wipe away my tears
As the sun starts to shine
I push aside my fears
And I get up from my bed
My mind filled with the thoughts of you again
And as I splash my face with water
I remember the joy I used to feel back then
This world banned our love
And we were forced to comply
There is no strength left
No strength left in us to defy
Chorus
With nothing else left to do
We embrace solitude inside the darkness of our room
This is where we wait and cry
This is where with dire pain we wait for our inevitable doom
So many times I've said to myself
That nothing in this world can pull me down
But love is not of this world
Love is the only thing that makes me frown
Noone can help me but you
And you are so far away from here
This I see to be a sign
This is why I'll end my life, my dear
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With nothing else left to do
I grab a gun and lock myself in my room
This is where I wait and cry
This is where I chose to force my doom
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Primijetio sam da ljudi misle kako su ovo pjesme koje sam ja prepisao od drugih poznatih ili nepoznatih umjetnika, ali da sad raščistim...ovo su MOJE pjesme...ja sam ih napisao...ja sam...bez ičije pomoći...(ok, možda mi tu i tamo netko da inspiraciju, ali to ne znači da su sudjelovali u stvaranju pjesme :P)
Let me wake up in your arms
Hear you say it's not alright
Let me be so dead and gone
So far away from life
Close my eyes
Hold me tight
And bury me deep inside
Your heart...
I've been digging into crates
Ever since I was living in space
Before the rat race
Before monkeys had YOU in traits
I mastered numerology
And big bang theology
Perform lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I can start blessing it
Chin checking kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist my chords like double helixes
and show them what I'm made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumentalness on all of you emcees who hate us
So you can try on
Leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity let icons be bygones
I fire bombs ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this