domingo, 14 de noviembre de 2010

Hurricane. #


Hurricane. ~ 30 seconds to mars. # 

No matter how many times did you told me you wanted to leave 
No matter how many breaths that you took you still couldn't breath 
No matter how many nights did you lie, i'd wait to the sounds of pausing rain 
Where did you go? where did you go? where did you go? 

Heart beat, a heart beat, I need a heart beat... 

Tell me what you kill to save your life? 
Tell me what you kill to prove you’re right? 
Crash, crash, burn let it all burn 
This hurricane’s chasing us all underground 

No matter how many days that i die, i will never forget 
No matter how many lies i live, i will never regret 
There’s a fire inside, of this heart, in a riot, about to explode into flames 
Where is your God? Where is your God?Where is your God? ... 

Do you really want? 
Do you really want me? 
Do you really want me dead? 
Or alive to torture for my sins? 

Do you really want?  [a heart beat, a heart beat] 
Do you really want me? [I need a heart beat] 
Do you really want me dead? [you know I gotta leave, I can't stay, 
I know I gotta go, I can't stay] 
Or alive to torture for my sins? 

Tell me what you kill to save your life? 
Tell me what you kill to prove you’re right? 
Crash, crash, burn let it all burn 
This hurricane’s chasing us all underground 

You say you wrong, you wrong, I'm right, I'm right, you're wrong, we fight 
Ok, I'm running from the light, running from the day to night 
Oh, the quiet silence defines our misery 
The riot inside keeps trying to visit me 
No matter how we try, it's too much history 
Too many bad notes playing in our symphony 

So let it breathe, let it fly, let it go 
Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow 
And then you call upon God 
You call upon God 

Tell me what you kill to save your life? 
Tell me what you kill to prove you’re right? 
Crash, crash, burn let it all burn 
This hurricane’s chasing us all underground 

This hurricane... 

Do you really want? 
Do you really want me? 
Do you really want me dead? 
Or alive to torture for my sins? 

Do you really want? 
Do you really want me? 
Do you really want me dead? 
Or alive to live a lie 

Running away from the night, running away from the light 
Running away to save you’re life.

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