Smoke And Mirrors

22. november 2010 at 18:56 | Michaela |  →Noise from the bassement
 For someone so young and naive
Hard to know what to believe
Still I thought I tried for a while
Turning round and giving up is not my style
On my own on my own way

Bottled up is where my fears go, my fears go
I will never show my fear
They’ll tear me up until my tears show, my tears show
Smoke and mirrors

You must try hard, don ât give in
Keep it up and you win
Don ât let them know they get to you
Put on a brave face and you’ll get through
On your own, on your own way

Bottled up is where your fears go, your fears go
You will never show your fear
They’ll tear you up until your tears show, your tears show
Smoke and mirrors

This journey of ours never ends
We will always pretend
Fighting not to let them win
And they âre falling into our illusion
On our own on our own way

Bottled up is where out fears go, our fears go
We will never show our fear
They âll tear us up until our tears show, our tears show
Smoke and mirrors
Its about smoke and mirrors

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1 Evik95 - tvé SB Evik95 - tvé SB | Web | 23. november 2010 at 15:31 | React

Ty jo! Tady to jede!:-) Ani nestíhám všechno číst!:-D

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