sonuna org yazıp girdiğiniz sitede aradıklarınızı bulabilirsiniz.buna chuckın annesinin onun hayranlarına yazdığı mektupta dahil.
empty words
death grubunun symbolic albumunun en ruhlu en guzel parcasi.
sozlerini de yazalim
ashes and promises share a bond
through the winds of change
words are blown away
when visions that should be
are tattooed in your mind
the power to let go
is sometimes hard to find
the answer cannot be found
in the writing of others
or the words of a trained mind
in a precious world of memories
we finds ourselves confined
claws so razor sharp
ripping at the spirit
promises a potential to hurt
is anything real?
when forever is to be until
deep inside, in the world of empty words
no escaping from those haunting
empty words
do you ever feel it?
a craving that is so strong
to by thought rewind in order to find
expectations that shined through the doubt
that soon would turn into the price
of what a word will be worth
when tomorrow comes
to be and we are left
standing on our own
and seeing what is real
the answer cannot be found
in the writing of others
or the words of a trained mind
in a precious world of memories
we finds ourselves confined
claws so razor sharp
ripping at the spirit
promises a potential to hurt
is anything real?
when forever is to be until
deep inside, in the world of empty words
no escaping from those haunting
empty words
sozlerini de yazalim
ashes and promises share a bond
through the winds of change
words are blown away
when visions that should be
are tattooed in your mind
the power to let go
is sometimes hard to find
the answer cannot be found
in the writing of others
or the words of a trained mind
in a precious world of memories
we finds ourselves confined
claws so razor sharp
ripping at the spirit
promises a potential to hurt
is anything real?
when forever is to be until
deep inside, in the world of empty words
no escaping from those haunting
empty words
do you ever feel it?
a craving that is so strong
to by thought rewind in order to find
expectations that shined through the doubt
that soon would turn into the price
of what a word will be worth
when tomorrow comes
to be and we are left
standing on our own
and seeing what is real
the answer cannot be found
in the writing of others
or the words of a trained mind
in a precious world of memories
we finds ourselves confined
claws so razor sharp
ripping at the spirit
promises a potential to hurt
is anything real?
when forever is to be until
deep inside, in the world of empty words
no escaping from those haunting
empty words
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