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Cowboys
Hey the world full of cowboys
Who have seen death many times
Hey the world full of cowboys
Who know the taste of blood
Hey the world full of cowboys
Who have seen death many times
Hey the world full of cowboys
We are your dirty sons
Hey God in the sky
Save our souls
Save our dirty souls
Slut
I am a rider, who needs to find the light
I am a spider, who needs to suck your life
Kick me, hit me, beat me
I am your love
Touch me, kiss me, love me
I am your slut
So, so low, so down, so bored, so cold
I am here, but not for you
I am not dear, it’s been always you
I am so hungry
I want still more and more
I am very unhappy
Because I feel so empty
This Is the End
This is the end my friend
Listen to the rain outside
This is the end my friend
The end of fraud and lies
There’s only time to pray
This is the end my friend
Listen to the rain outside
This is the end my friend
The end of fear and pain
There’s only time to pray
Everything is falling down
In your crying eyes
Everything is falling down
Turn back your way
In the end there’s only death
Thorns
A man came to me
He turned me into a rose
So I´ve got thorns
He promised me to make me happy
He said it will touch me deeply
It never started, but it happened
It never bloomed, but it had blossoms
A new adventure blew my mind
But it had another side
I had to pay for it
Oh my thorns
Hurt my close
And their scars
I have to carry forever
The Mirror
I look in the mirror
And see a face that isn’t mine
I see my hand
Holding a sharp knife
Then comes the night
And I quietly sleep
And have a dream about beauty
Beauty sentenced to dreams
However, darkness is stronger
I hear quiet steps
Something is coming close to my bed
Something that knows me very well
Something is coming close to my bed
I can not turn my head
I can not turn my head
I can not!
Odejít
Občas je lepší nerozumět
Mlčky jít za svým snem
Podél zdi prázdnou ulicí
Občas je lepší nerozumět
Než zřít, jak tě všechno děsí
Pavučiny skryté za policí
Občas je lepší zapomenout
Než vidět, jak se dusíš
Dusíš, tušíš, že nebude nic
Dusíš, tušíš, ani nepolykáš
Utíkaje prázdnem, vzpomínáš
Občas je lepší zapomenout
Na dny, co už jsou za tebou
A už nikdy, nikdy nepřijdou
Občas je lepší zapomenout
Na ty, co dávno odešli
A už nikdy, nikdy nepřijdou