here to be broken hearted I think we're falling apart, I don't know where I should start? You left me here to be broken hearted You left me here to be broken
would leave so sudden Well did you know you would leave me all alone? I think we've fallen apart I don't know where I should start. You left me here to be broken
Перевод: Восемнадцать Видения. Broken Hearted.
Start this day like all the rest First thing ev?ry morning that I do Is start missing you CHORUS: Some broken hearts never mend Some mem?ries never mend
to understand the sickness of every soul one breath in the frozen darkness, darkness burning with fear feeding upon the mind twisting and turning a sick and broken
As your will is bent and broken and every vision has been cast into the wind as your courage crashes down before your eyes don't lay down and die 'Cause
Thought I saw you in the battleship but it was only a look a like She was nothing but a vision trick Under the warning light She was close, close
Pretending he's a teacher Holding all my weight at ease Yet the teacher seems to split in two Destroying both his knees Now crawling I position myself Below your broken
Show me what's missing Missing Ooh ooh ooh ooh Boom, clap! (x4) Clap! I'm in a dark room in a bad position I'm lookin' for the light to restore my vision (vision
crowd movin (HAA!) Mr and the dancers, who said "Culture consumin?" Never face, he ????? ????? and strength Cos I can terminate, like a dirty hypodermic needle My vision
my mind I close my eyes and wish that everything was fine I close my eyes one final time to make my vision clear The more I try the more my vision seem
Now that you're out of my life I'm so much better You thought that I'd be weak without you but I'm stronger You thought that I'd be broke without you
Holding pieces of shattered dreams accepting nothing for what it seems closed minds - narrow vision results are the same - just total division it's not
[EVERLAST] What, you think it can't happen Soul Assassins, two-thousand, word It goes somethin' like this Ah-ha, I'm Vision-Quest, Fresh Fest era terror
Hey Gloria? Are you standing close to the edge? Lookout to the setting sun The brink of your vision Eternal youth is a landscape of the lies The cracks
nigga until the day I go More broken promises, a sacred bond broken I know I'll die alone, but yet and still I'm hoping Visions of prisons, maybe I
you kill ‘em easy Sit em in the river, leave em, they find em tomorrow evening Sinkin or probly drinkin that syrup Thinkin I won’t slip, even though I’m leanin like a broke