blindshots

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Mittwoch, Juli 05, 2006

A song and many thoughts

They painted up your secrets
With the lies they told to you
And the least they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew

And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
No one's listening anyway

Your voice is small and fading
And you hide in here unknown
And your mother loves your father
'Cause she's got nowhere to go

And she wonders where these dreams go
'Cause the world got in her way
What's the point in ever trying
Nothing's changing anyway

They press their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're falling anyway

And you know I see right through you
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screamin'
You're not listening anyway


goo goo dolls . acoustic #3

I listened to it like five times in a row to get the whole meaning, but some songs dig in a deepness you never looked in. You never allowed yourself to look in. Interesting how one song can fit so good.

acoustic greetings
murmel