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Until it sleeps
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James Hetfield napisao je pjesmu nakon što mu je majka umrla od raka.
Where do I take this pain of mine
I run, but it stays right my side
So tear me open, pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me, until it sleeps
Just like the curse, just like the stray
You feed it once, and now it stays
So tear me open, but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me, until I'm clean
It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, so hold me
Until it sleeps
So tell me why you've chosen me
Don't want your grip, don't want your greed
I'll tear me open, make you gone
No more can you hurt anyone
And the fear still shakes me
So hold me, until it sleeps
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Inspiracija za spot bila je slika Hieronymusa Bosch – Vrt zemaljske naslade.
1503.g
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220 × 389 cm
Post je objavljen 15.03.2019. u 09:39 sati.