Idioma Origen:
Well I had a dream last night and in my dream I took a knife to you.
I slit your throat from ear to ear
The wound was gasping for the air.....your scream so clear
But every dream could never come true.
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you.
With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, just lost.
I had a dream last night and in my dream I robbed a country club.
A 5 year old tried to stop me, but I shot him through the head, and now he's dead.
But every dream could never come true.
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you.
With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, just lost.
[x2]
Your heart [x4]
Oh it's better to rush upon this blade
Than give in to the fear in your heart.
(Your heart) These dreams never cease [x3]
(Your heart) Your heart
With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, just lost.
[x3]
just lost
Idioma Destino:
Well I had a dream last night and in my dream I took a knife to you.
I slit your throat from ear to ear
The wound was gasping for the air.....your scream so clear
But every dream could never come true.
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you.
With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, just lost.
I had a dream last night and in my dream I robbed a country club.
A 5 year old tried to stop me, but I shot him through the head, and now he's dead.
But every dream could never come true.
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you.
With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, just lost.
[x2]
Your heart [x4]
Oh it's better to rush upon this blade
Than give in to the fear in your heart.
(Your heart) These dreams never cease [x3]
(Your heart) Your heart
With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse
The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth.
And I will be, oh I will be, just lost.
[x3]
just lost