Idioma Origen:
Take this for what its worth,
this song my smile,
i write to you from hell my song
leaving my foot against the gas
and the wall that must have said your name
(I'll write to you from hell tonight)
waken me, for nothing you can say could
stop this now, would a noose replace his lips?
can a song replace a broken heart? can a song
replace a broken love? on the beach i remind myself
that holding hands is so powerless
tonight i dont even have the stars to hold onto
Paint this red
her picture will remain unbroken she crys tonight
i fall in love
wipe each tear away with sand paper tonight im not alone
i just wanna get your fucking voice out of my head
will i fall within the break? ill watch you fall.
Idioma Destino:
Take this for what its worth,
this song my smile,
i write to you from hell my song
leaving my foot against the gas
and the wall that must have said your name
(I'll write to you from hell tonight)
waken me, for nothing you can say could
stop this now, would a noose replace his lips?
can a song replace a broken heart? can a song
replace a broken love? on the beach i remind myself
that holding hands is so powerless
tonight i dont even have the stars to hold onto
Paint this red
her picture will remain unbroken she crys tonight
i fall in love
wipe each tear away with sand paper tonight im not alone
i just wanna get your fucking voice out of my head
will i fall within the break? ill watch you fall.