Plumb - Who am i
Tekst :
You there with your bag of gold
Thought you had it all together
But your hands are empty
Does it matter now?
The pain it caused you cannot measure
But who am I?
Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
Suffering is sweet agony
Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
My suffering must mean nothing
So, hey there, quit imagining
That you have left this life
Your eyes are tired and your feet are worn
No one seems to hear your desperate cry
But who am I?
Chorus
If I believe that s the truth
Then I believe you
If that s the way it should be
Then I believe you
Chorus
Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
Suffering is sweet agony
Who am I to compare my pain to yours?
My suffering must mean something
Must mean something to you, to me
It s true
Who am I?
Inne utwory
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My reflection, dirty mirror
there s no connection to myself
I m your lover, I m your zero
I m the face in your dreams of glass
So save your prayers
for when you re really gonna need em
throw out your cares and fly
Wanna go for a...
Tell me now what I feel
Whenever you are close to me
The signs are showing
Where we re going tonight
Tell me now what I see
When I look into your mystery
I want to save your love forever tonight
And I swear I only want to be
Closer to your feelings for me
Ref.
Sometimes we fall
Sometimes...
She breaths in
She breaths out
She wakes up
And lays down
She can hardly speak
And so she screams
I won t give
Cause she does
Chorus
Nothing I say will wash it away
I m standing in the pour in rain
You say it wont happen again
Your manic, manic
There s a chemical in your brain
It s pouring sunshine and...
Punishment for intolerance, so
Entertain us when you re still able to perform
I m sorry to admit that I won t be around
When the world you created will collapse and drown
Back to the crypt, nothing will last
We ll all fade away, in one single blast
Out from the dust, machines arise
One second...
Sweet Child of Innocence
Living in the Present Tense
Father Time Will Take His Toll
Rack Your Body and Steal Your Soul
What Became of All the Years
Are You Drowning in Your Tears
Who Will Catch You When You Fall
Who Will Hear You When You Call
I Will Comfort You, Take Your Hand and See You...