domingo, 3 de abril de 2011

Out Of The Life


I thought I was wrong
But you make me see, ye’
That I was so bad
I believed there’s nothing can be well

I remember when everything with you start
All the little things we do never come out
You first smile, you was drunk
I start to pretend that I was right

I begin to see me, ye’
Out of the life… out of the life
I begin to see me, ye’
Out of the life… out of the life

And not everything is better when you’re near
She knows that I exist?
She knows that I exist?
Well, I'll never know

You know I’m around you
And there's nothing you can do
I’m around you, I’m around you
And there's nothing you can do

I begin to see me, ye’
Out of the life… out of the life
I begin to see me, ye’
Out of the life… out of the life

Again I’m buried by flowers
Again I’m buried by flowers
Now I’m cut off
Now I’m cut off

But I'm still bleeding
To not cry
To not cry
I’m still bleeding
I’m still bleeding
To not cry

I begin to see me, ye’
Out of the life… out of the life
I begin to see me, ye’
Out of the life… out of the life

Out of the life… out of the life


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