beg and I can plead What I get is never what I need This is the part where I'll admit I'm getting what I deserve And now I'm lost at sea I'm drowning
Μετάφραση: Senses Fail. Lost and Found.
and I can plea What I get is never what I need. This is the part where I'll admit, I'm getting what I deserve. And now I'm lost at sea; I'm drowning
that bad With your hands upon your face You look too far, I looked much harder And they lost all sense of Trace me and draw up, color me lost and found
foolin' when we're told about the sense and sensibilty in movin' on ALL that I see is that we're livin' life Did you fail when you found that you
my neck Lost in the maze i found a dragon barbeque in the back A arm came out of the toilet and squaws my balls That shirt hurt got me head but holes
But couldn't push that far inside You came so full of regrets Your body still remembers What your mind learnt to forget Love is lost I've found when
She rested her head upon my chest Sensed liberation in between breaths Wonder if sex is what she found it in Peace, found it laying down with men Wasn
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged
this world of sense Here is where fiction begins Here is where nothing stands.........still When silence comes in , and creeps underneath the skin If the lost word is lost and
charm of the seer I have failed, I have been forsaken I've been scorned and misunderstood I have lost, my life has been taken I'd surrender if only
to feel lost it just means you're alive I've told myself a thousand times from the ashes we will rise It's ok to feel lost walk through the flames and
enough to remove the infidelity And see what's underneath it Come to find out you felt lied to and cheated Mistreated and kept it a big secret Or are you just loose And
find you and I will not fail this time My voice is breaking as I scream will you move aside? And call me psycho-romantic besides the second day I left the shame and
resources, both mineral and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and
[First Verse] She rested her head upon my chest Sensed liberation in between breaths Wonder if sex is what she found it in Peace, found it laying down
that bad With your hands upon your face You look too far I looked much harder And they lost all sense of trace Me and draw up colour me lost and found
