Oh no!
Chaos in my head
A phone rings
"Panic around"
A voice in my head sings
I have to fight
I try to resist
But there's nothing
To clear this myst
It's filthy
And coloured black
It's creepy
And I'm falling back
I see a light
But I don't know where
It has such an height
I can only stare
And I see it growing:
The distance between freedom
All I do is floathing
Waithing for the end to come
Still something is burning
Flying into the sky
I don't know what
But it makes my high
And I realise and feel
It's my heart burning for real
Yes it's mine, it's me
I didn't mean to, but I'm guilty
For the love I feel
A phone rings
"Panic around"
A voice in my head sings
I have to fight
I try to resist
But there's nothing
To clear this myst
It's filthy
And coloured black
It's creepy
And I'm falling back
I see a light
But I don't know where
It has such an height
I can only stare
And I see it growing:
The distance between freedom
All I do is floathing
Waithing for the end to come
Still something is burning
Flying into the sky
I don't know what
But it makes my high
And I realise and feel
It's my heart burning for real
Yes it's mine, it's me
I didn't mean to, but I'm guilty
For the love I feel
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| Auteur: Insomnia HL | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 maart 2006 | ||
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