domingo, 5 de fevereiro de 2012

Night of the day 7 ♫

Night of the day 7 




That night of the day 7
I was already feeling what would happend
I remember from your eyes
A corrupted fear and a faraway sight
I looked so deep, and stayed trying to convince me
That you’d never be able to do something like that
Reality doesn’t hurt  more than that implied desire of discover the truth
But I had to face, it was a fact

You still had the courage  to ask me
‘’how about me, baby’’
I still had the  displeasure to affirm the fact
‘’you’re amazing honey, like you always been’’
Shit
I should had prevented this fucking habit to be so polite
I should had believed in my intuition that arises from your sight
Because I knew inside
That it was, our last night

White dress, shining like a star
You’ve gone, I can see you far
Away of me
Keep going baby
Go ahead
Sow this new feeling
I hate you for that
Your lies,  my love
Your sight, my hope
I let them die
I wanted to kill
So I let you go
To stop to feel
This sorrow
Only we know
What really happend that night
The nigth of day 7 was the end of your lies

You lied, you lied, you lied, you lied, you lied,
You lied, you lied, you lied, you lied, you lied.

I drunk two bottles of wine
I sang songs that made me remind
Of how fool I was
To trust in you, a lost
I gave you my heart
And you made it stops
And feel so cold
I’m still in hope
That one day you’ll live in a round world

But before, I still remember
Of you at night of day 5
Lay down on my arms
In my bed passing the night
Telling about  countless problems
Telling me about your dreams
And baby, do you remember who’s were in?
I think great you change mind
I hope to you, everything you did to me
I hope in winter
At a so dark night
You feel yourself lost
For what said, the lover’s sight

White dress, shining like a star
You’ve gone, I can see you far
Away of me
Keep going baby
Go ahead
Sow this new feeling
I hate you for that
Your lies,  my love
Your sight, my hope
I let them die
I wanted to kill
So I let you go
To stop to feel
This sorrow
Only we know
What really happend that night
The nigth of day 7 was the end of your lies

You lied, you lied, you lied, you lied, you lied,
You lied, you lied, you lied, you lied, you lied.


ps. written by me.

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