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One day...
One day
I'll wake up
Being surrounded by arms
By warm arms
And I will know
I will
I will hope, and I will pray
For better days
For new sunny day
For new smile
To see her look at me
To feel her hand
At my cheek
To know... that it'll be alright
That I'll come home
That someone's waiting
Someone's waiting for me...
...
One day...
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Grand Finale
It's the way we moving
the way we living
the way we breathin'
what's we're up to
who we want to be to
what people, what places
where are we heading to?
yo, i meetcha toworrow
and maybe I live tomorrow
so meet me in the graveyard,
gotta tell a story
a story of life, a story of love
a tragedy, a comedy
or whatever your mind's up to
cry or laugh, smile or grudge
you gonna choose
gonna live or gonna die
choose your way
choose your path
choose your fuckin' final Grand Finale
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The Promise
You're looking through my skin,
touching bones, stroking nerves,
gently whispering my goals.
You are a moonlight, a star
You are leading me crossing the line
I'm following, obediently
I break their arms, legs,
I cut their eyes and tongues,
I cut their throats
I pull the trigger
Yet following you, obediently
You are my voice, my lungs
You are my whisper, my angel
my God and my Devil
I will be your sinner
You're whispering, I take another step
We're standing, near the threshold
Your words, your wishes, your commands
I take them all and jump
Into created Hell
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In disgust
I fall in disgust
In disgust to myself
the love I can't accept
the love I can't believe
How much I deserve?
I can't count on it.
I feel its warm arms.
But they are disgusting to me.
Why can't I accept
Who I'm supposed to be?
it's so noisy around.
I can't rely on it.
But why so precious love
Is so disgusting for me?
How can I sleep? How can I breathe?
How can I finally accept myself?
You, so additive
So much imperfected
So am I, as a human
And so as you, whoever you are
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Born for
I wasn't born on this Earth to kill,
but to die.
To die with grace, with honor, you call it!
To die with knowledge that I was human being. Not in sense of spoiled adults, but in sense of love...
In sense of me knowing I am for me is a human being!
I wasn't asked to be born... neither I ask to kill.
Neither all of us do! Neither we choose how to die... or do we?
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