Take a stab for the waiting crowd. This time we fold, as the future draws your name. So stay away, when you go away. Now that its void. Calling the
Throw me out in the cold, its cold as my heart. Leave an empty street, tell me where to start. Dont ask a question, dont ask why. Even if I start again
Close youre eyes, swallow every simple secrete. Drag another pearl down the perished years. Dream another dream indited, yet not so sure. Then you help
Leave with this piece of time. I swear I could sleep for days, if youd speak your mind. Over and over and over again. You've lost a friend, is this the
These waters bleed of the faith insured, and Im chasing bottles, stuck on the shore. Reading peoples wishes like they were my own. This catatonic love
These words remaining complicated, tell me which way to run. Was it what you'd expected then? We're rebels now without a soul. Selling songs to the naked
Healing time, feeling the feeling. And little thoughts of you, hang from the ceiling. Underneath Youre Arms is Where I Belong. I want Sweet Devotion.
Saving grace. And serving shots of nova cane to faces that have no names. And a passion lost, with memories in single frame. Even if you return to me,
Sleep little child away. Dont you listen so hard to what people have to say.
Back down the miles we traveled. Turning rocks for air to breath. Folding every corner, finding something to believe. Whatever makes you happy, dont hang
Time, and answers for peoples cries. And I loved the way that you say my name. But Im chasing the path with nothing but the pieces left of youre ghost
Vertaling: Die Panic Afdeling. Dwi.
Vertaling: Die Panic Afdeling. Afskeid.
Vertaling: Die Panic Afdeling. Versus.
Vertaling: Die Panic Afdeling. Songs van 'n dooie digter.
Vertaling: Die Panic Afdeling. Outomatiese Sintetiese.
Vertaling: Die Panic Afdeling. Little Child.
Vertaling: Die Panic Afdeling. Sweet Toewyding.
