Übersetzung: Haunted. Pieces.
Your weakness on display Hollow To tear you apart Piece by piece Unfolding Lesser than god Snake Goat Harlot To tear you apart Piece by piece Unfolding
Flower, remember words are hard to find, to catch the spirit that charmed my soul, that crippled me that piece of life you held, you mesmerize it still it haunts
where I will haunt her. I've seen the shadows.. Of this burning angel. These city lights will never be as beautiful as your eyes.. I'll pick up the pieces
bounce on me And let me hit it where it counts and flee Remember me? "I Get Around," and I'm haunted by my temptations Sexual participation, my motivation
bounce on me And let me hit it where it counts and flee Remember me? I get around and I'm haunted by my temptation Sexual participation My motivation
a sorry sight A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night Please send me a pops before puberty the things I wouldn't do to see a piece of family unity
: The past is so familiar But that's why you couldn't stay Too many ghosts, too many haunted dreams Beside you were built to find your own way... But
throne and you travel alone Unknown as you slowly sink And there's no time to think. In the Federal City you been blown and shown pity, In secret, for pieces
sea, Love you more than life itself, you mean that much to me. Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete, I've said goodbye to haunted
was only for your very space Hip, under nothing Propped up by your other one, face 'way from the sun Just have to keep a dialogue Teach our bodies: haunt
t forget This kid back at school Subdued and shy An orphan and a brother and unseen by most eyes. I don't know what it was that made a piece of him
sun in our eyes fearing family ties, legalies, compromise In a dimly lit room with a stool as his stage a dream-stricken prince of a pauper's descent haunts
Just because I spoke her name somewhere Just because I rang her number by mistake today You know she thinks I, I still care And just because I haunt
I'm hearing people screaming The devil's spirit's trapped inside me and I want it out I'm on the couch bleeding to death in a haunted house With both
a time that I would hate myself Searching for solace Consumed my loneliness There was a time my identity was lost And my everthing was torn to pieces (
Made out of broken pieces of tile You can see the thoughts running, chase em around for miles If you want it, people say that old road is haunted If you
a piece or a part, I want it all. I want you to fall, Just a little bit. Take that leap of faith, If you want to, Don't let that broken heart haunt you
