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poniedziałek, 10 listopada 2008

Queen of Sorrow

King of sorrow



i'm crying everyone's tear sand
there inside our private war

i died the night before and

all of these remnants of joy

and disaster what am i supposed to do
i want to cook you a soup that warms your soul


but nothing would change
nothing would change at all

it's just a day that brings

it all about


just another day and nothing's any good

the dj's playing the same song


i have so much to do i have to carry on

i wonder if this grief will ever let me go


i feel like i am the king of sorrow the king of sorrow
i suppose i could just walk away

will i disappoint my future if i stay

it's just a day that brings it all about

just another day and nothing's any good

the dj's playing the same song

i have so much to do

i have to carry on


i wonedr will this grief

ever be gone will it ever go


i'm the king of sorrow the king of sorrow
i'm crying everyone's tears

i have already paid for all my future sins
there's nothing anyone can say to take this away

it's just another day and nothing's any good

i'm the king of sorrow king of sorrow

Tak się czuję. Nic na to nie mogę poradzić. Marzy mi się śmiech rozpryskujący się w 1000 słonecznych złocistych iskier. Światło powinno je przenikać i odbijać się w nich rzucając zajączki na ściany. Ale dziś jestem królową smutku... ten ostatni dzień ... obiecuję...

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