Перевод: Digimon Пограничного. Oreta Tsubasa Де ~ со сломанными крыльями ~ (Тема Kouichi в).
Перевод: Мк С Trendsetters. Я не могут летать со сломанными крыльями.
her brown hair, She is faking That the feeling he gives her is real As the floor underneath the bed is Breaking She will finish what she starts with "
it is only in my dreams that I permit myself to be insane and I scream for no apparent reason and my urge to crumble the lives of others elevates as
not much can be said for us after what we have done a backfire of potential success years and years of development gone I hope you're satisfied with
not having choices has created chaos... how so shall I deal with all the dillemmas presented on a daily basis I have no strength all of my strength
early years consist of only silence his image is buried beneath a falling sun a cold day another holiday your minutes turned into empty hours (years
recite a prayer look up towards heaven with shame feel those tears stream down your face in true irony we are all good where will we stand when the
rip my eyes out this curse has stolen my home don't doubt the world for your own actions will determine when I will kill you jump off this cliff it'
and yet another page filled with sorrow attempting to sympathize with anyone who has ever had their hearts broken tears are common now tears that quickly
Tragedy! And I hear the cries But I don't see the reasons to which These cries should lead me to A tragedy A crowd gathers as I look with curiosity
beautified they're hidden underneath a heavy disguise we idolize these fraudulent images and ignore all that was once considered original and we have
my death annually and with no control I watch my grave grow deeper (what this world holds back...) I've begun my misery I celebrate my death annually and with
take my august take a match give it life hand me ashes with a smile watch the collapse of a tower that once stood high with a frown, walk away when
to ever go broke (word) I'm callin your bluff, what you ever tote? I'm raw and uncut like Columbian coke Now how many of y'all wanna fuck with me?
many falls, Still sometimes the rain, can turn into a waterfall, And the prettiest things, can come out of the coldest night, And even with broken wings
then you may never lose And I hope I'll always be with you Now I'm screaming Hey love won't you leave your touch On this heart that's broken I can't
touched With so much, potential Youngster, let me got your mental Into a place, with the sourness of pain you'll never taste By God's grace you were born with