 - Last login: 4 weeks agoWheatbeer
- wheatbeer is a 17 year old woman from Weiden, Bavaria, Germany.
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- Member since Jul 30, 2006
"Ich will Patriot, nicht Nationalist sein. Patrioten lieben die Heimat, Nationalisten verschmähen die der anderen..."
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TEARS DON'T FALL - BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE
With blood shot eyes
I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me
is slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall they crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall they crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
The moments died,
I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me
are slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall they crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall they crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
This battered room I've seen before
The broken bones they heal no more, no more
With my last breath I'm choking,
Will this ever end? I'm hoping,
My world is over one more time.
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall they crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall they crash around me
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
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