martes, 16 de marzo de 2010
miércoles, 10 de marzo de 2010
Half Chance
It was going so well until I got stuck,
my second voice always ready to attack.
Why play pocker if you know she's got the Jack?
I should've remembered to watch my back.
One path has it's way; and the other has another one.
The present becomes confusing and the past is no fun.
What happens changes, if there's something you haven't done.
Crossroad ahead but you can't think cause they tell you to run.
Try to keep the balance between the kind of choices,
walk the thin line that devides good and evil acts.
Be your own self again and ignore the little voices,
look deep into your eyes and remember the facts.
my second voice always ready to attack.
Why play pocker if you know she's got the Jack?
I should've remembered to watch my back.
One path has it's way; and the other has another one.
The present becomes confusing and the past is no fun.
What happens changes, if there's something you haven't done.
Crossroad ahead but you can't think cause they tell you to run.
Try to keep the balance between the kind of choices,
walk the thin line that devides good and evil acts.
Be your own self again and ignore the little voices,
look deep into your eyes and remember the facts.
domingo, 7 de marzo de 2010
miércoles, 3 de marzo de 2010
And then I ask... Is someone listening?
Is it worth it? I ask... Will it work?
Who knows the answers, maybe God?
I Wouldn’t know. Can’t really say.
Time’s up... The Devil’s gotta pay.
Laughing ignorance, we’ll make you mute.
We’ll tell the soldiers: Please, don’t shoot.
To the ambitious King who rules it all:
watch your step, we wanna see you fall.
Freezing fear who chains our utopian dreams,
we can see through you, and all of your schemes.
To the indifferent warden who holds the power,
taste your own medicine, I promise it will be sour.
It is our time, and we have minds of our own,
no matter what, our ideals are up to the bone.
Imprison my body if you may, I’ll find the key,
means the message got through, so I’m already free
Is it worth it? I ask... Will it work?
Who knows the answers, maybe God?
I Wouldn’t know. Can’t really say.
Time’s up... The Devil’s gotta pay.
martes, 2 de marzo de 2010
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