Dashboard Confessional - Anyone, anyone
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I m not sure of anyone (anyone)
But I ve got plans I m not asking for everything But sure I could use a hand
Get a little anxious sometimes
You ll be gone and I ll be left behind
Get a little nevous sometimes It ll be my cue and I ll forget my lines
Get a little lost look and some staring from the corner of my eye Never really mastered disinterest
I can t see how the way that you leave me alone makes us close
I must be out of touch I won t ask you to give up on the things that seem to keep you gone But I can be gone too
Feel a little sorry sometimes You re not here when I am writing
Feels a little awkward sometimes
You won t talk but we re not fighting
You hold on to your secrets and I m not privy to what is on your mind And I can t help but feel tired
Inne utwory
The ghost of a good thing Rapid hope loss For Justin Again i go unnoticed The places you have come to fear the most So beautiful This bitter pill I do Hey girl Keep watch for the mines Road rules apply Living in your letters This old wound The sharp hint of new tears I need a sure thing Brilliant dance Awake Losowe utwory
Look into the wide, wild liberty
Look well, it s reality
Close your eyes and turn loose,
All burden is impulse
Drop the anger, the hate you cherish
Turn loose, cry on me, let go, let all go
I hold your hand and lead you
We re melt together, becoming one
And we get the power to cry,
Scoop...
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We close our eyes and the world has turned around again
we close our eyes and dream
another year has come and gone
when everybody is running in the big race
and having a good time
we might ve cast a shadow
who am I?
I looked death in...
Gdy matka tuli w ramionach dziecko swe,
Jej miłość staje przeciw złym mocom.
Tak ludzie modlą się o urodzajny deszcz,
Jak ona czuwa nad nim nocą.
Wyfruwa wreszcie z gniazda młody ptak.
Bo przywilejem jest młodości
Zabawa, radość, przyjaźń, a nie strach.
Bo młodość nie chce wiedzieć o tym,...
I m the shy boy
You re the coy boy
And you know we re
Homosapien too
I m the cruiser
You re the loser
Me and you sir
Homosapien too
Homosuperior
In my interior
But from the...