Ajouté le 2 avril 2014
- It's not - or is it - what it seemed.
- Année de création
Crédits et remerciements
(A song about schizophrenic people)
I don't want to see this bad ghost inside of me
But every time I stare into this old mirror I just see YOU.
You are so hard to bear, your eyes stare holes of air.
Your breath so foul when you open your mouth
to tell about your worts nightmares.
If you let go of me, I'd be one decent personality
but you're growing each day in more ferocious ways
to hunt the rest out of me -
and foster the seed of evil, too - today.
I don't want to hear these voices tuned in fear
they're suffocating me like a big snake
disabling me to reappear.
Caught on this lonely isle with someone else's thoughts.
MY emotions so dumb, HE slaughtered them all
on the altar of decency, too.
You won't let go of me. I won't be no decent personality.
This society plages HIM, she's hiding behind their smiles.
As HE cracked up on Suzie's sighs - she did not commit suicide -
"La Strada dell'amor bears secrets that we don't know" -
before.... HE woke up.
Will Atro City never vanish?