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Me, myself & I

Name: Diana, Dy...however...
Grade: I. a SŠ Zvane Črnja Rovinj, opća gimnazija
Born: 24. February 1992.
...and so on...


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BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE ||| TEARS DON'T FALL 13/07/2006

Lets go

With blood shot eyes i watch you sleeping
The warmth i feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me if i called her name
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame

Theres always something different going wrong
The path i walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better

Your tears don't fall and crash around me
Her concious calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall and crash around me
Her concious calls the guilty to come home

The moments died, i hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading
Would she hear me if i called her name
Would she hold me if she knew my shame

Theres always something different going wrong
The path i walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better

Your tears don't fall and crash around me
Her concious calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall and crash around me
Her concious calls the guilty to come home

Oh! Yeah!

This battered room i've seen before
The broken bones they heal no more, no more
With my last breath i'm choking
Will this ever end i'm hoping
My world is over one more time

The Pink Floyd Sound

ponedjeljak, 02.01.2006.

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