you're sitting there you're disillusioned and you're hoping i'll get to you in the end how can i? your disillusion makes you find a broken heart and
Disillusioned man, where do you stand? Where is your soul, do you know? Out of control What can I say to you? What can I prove? You and I can break the
losing my way, I wanna turn and...run. Disillusioned... we've started off wrong, I see the darkness when you're staring at the sun I'm disillusioned
Vertaling: Sinéad Lohan. Ontnugter.
Vertaling: Die Malfated. Ontnugter.
Vertaling: Whittaker, Roger. Ontnugter Fool.
Vertaling: Sina. Ontnugter.
Hollowed in existential chaos, feel the embrace of its undertow Phase in and out of a deconstructing mage that we find Gaze into this hatred filled plight
Disillusioned man Where do you stand? Where's your soul? Do you know? Out of control What can I say to you? What can I prove? You and I can break
I chose this path but I'm unsure of what I see It gets worse every day, I know it's not me If you've got a solution, I can guess what it will be Oh
: dress me up in your lost youth look but never touch the truth what we did today they'd never be proud of never count on my regret what you ee is what
(Squire) Loneliness is a pow'r that we possess to give or take away forever. All I know can be shown by your acceptance of the fact there shown before
forget you when my world is breaking down? You're all I had, you're all I want, Disillusion, disillusions now, that's all I have. Disillusion, disillusions
Disillusion, disillusions all you left for me How can I forget you When my world is breakin' down You're all I had, you're all I want Disillusion, disillusions
we're just one step behind. you think you know life and it's meaning, while you drink your coke and crown. disillusion, it's a disillusion. disillusion, it's a disillusion
Seems you created your own illusion Fueled by an image of me Well I couldn't stay at your side It wouldn't be right A picture that I just don't see Why
In awkward times at awkward places ... Rogues in glitter robes, with fierce grimaces Sneak around me glowering. I should be running away But I keep standing
Half way through the wheat, my golden foe With his itching ears in the scorching heat. The weight of summer, torment to my hands Armed with a sickle I