the way we we're, the time in it self
those days i was so hellbent
tryin' to find a way out of my life
sweet escape, i was out of my mind
the way you got me, the words you spoke
the way we used to laugh and joke
tryin' so hard to blow the storm away
sweet escape, with you i wanted to stay
sweet escape, i fell in love
with the way you made me feel
escape found in the dreams of night
in your arms, soft and serene
but i found out the escape was unreal
you can't run from your troubles
you can't bury them, chase them away
you can try it, you can pretend
always troublebound, they will stay
and they will haunt you down.
sweet escape, somewhere distant
you lead on with your life
i turn and burn and struggle and learn,
i'm dealing with my life
i ran out of time
sweet escape, i will remember
the lesson learned so well
for a while, a perfect while
you got me out of this hell
i'd so well hidden inside myself
sweet escape, my longlost friend
i wish i could whisper and tell
hell isn't such a bad place
when you're the demon yourself
those days i was so hellbent
tryin' to find a way out of my life
sweet escape, i was out of my mind
the way you got me, the words you spoke
the way we used to laugh and joke
tryin' so hard to blow the storm away
sweet escape, with you i wanted to stay
sweet escape, i fell in love
with the way you made me feel
escape found in the dreams of night
in your arms, soft and serene
but i found out the escape was unreal
you can't run from your troubles
you can't bury them, chase them away
you can try it, you can pretend
always troublebound, they will stay
and they will haunt you down.
sweet escape, somewhere distant
you lead on with your life
i turn and burn and struggle and learn,
i'm dealing with my life
i ran out of time
sweet escape, i will remember
the lesson learned so well
for a while, a perfect while
you got me out of this hell
i'd so well hidden inside myself
sweet escape, my longlost friend
i wish i could whisper and tell
hell isn't such a bad place
when you're the demon yourself
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Vanhimmat
tätä lukiesani tunsin musiikin soivan...
Elämähän on joskus "pikahissi helvetin ja taivaan välillä". Napin painallus on valinta; oikeaa ja vääräähän ei tuolloin ole...
Minä pidän kirjoittamastasi, kiitos.
-White rose-
pitkästä aikaa piti jotain kirjoittaa, taidot sen verran ruosteessa että heti kirjoitusvirheiden kanssa ;)
mikään ei ole mustavalkoista, eihän :)
kautta osalle meistä avautuvat ne kaikki maailman värit; mustassahan ne ovat jo olemassa, piilossa ja sulassa sovussa...