They painted up your secrets
And 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're hiding here unknown
And you mother loves you 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 never 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
'cause the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming?
You're not listening anyway
4 comments:
may be !! I'm not too concerned about the privacy thing. Anyways i think i'm sure that you're from London or south east UK.
WRONG!!! lol all wrong....have you turned out to be some kind od hacker???....wrong!! hahahah...hm.well.watever..
Its Ok ! I respect you privacy. So i'll assume that your're right. And I'm not any kind of hacker. Its an art that you could learn in university, may be in London. Don't panic its all just a guess.
Its just wrong ok...thats all ...you need to know...bah... AND HOW on earth do you know they could teach this art in a london univesty???? huh???
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