23/06/07, 13:08 :
Si ritorna con i testi di canzoni, questa volta tocca a “Last Resort” dei Papa Roach
Cut my life into pieces This is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
this is my last resort
Cut my life into pieces I’ve reached my last resort,
suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
do you even care if I die bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chance are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
and I’m contemplating suicide
Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils
Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying I’m crying I’m crying I’m crying
Cut my life into pieces this is my last resort
suffocation, no breathing,
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight and I’m contemplating suicide
Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
losing my sight losing my mind
wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I cant go on living this way
cant go on, living this way, nothings all……… right.
20/06/07, 15:08 :
metto il testo della mia canzone preferita, “Crawling” dei Linkin Park ,tratta dall’album “Hybrid Theory” del 2000.
[Ritornello]
Crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real
there’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing
this lack of self-control I fear is never ending
controlling/i can’t seem
[Pre-Rit.]
to find myself again
my walls are closing in Shinonda:
(without a sense of confidence and i’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take)
I’ve felt this way before
so insecure
Crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real
discomfort,endlessly has pulled itself upon me
distracting/reacting
against my will i stand beside my own reflection
it’s haunting how I can’t seem…
to find myself again
my walls are closing in Shinonda:
(without a sense of confidence and i’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take)
I’ve felt this way before
so insecure
Crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how I fall
confusing what is real
