FreestyleChulo
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maybe on wednesday
things will change for me
people will notice how it feels
to be empty and yet clean
as every step i take becomes one close to fame
and yet death is so close i feel it flowing through my veins
i can no longer hide this pain i feel inside
like a volcano waiting to erupt
anguish and pride
and you are not here to breathe inside my soul
and tell me that everything will be okay
where will u be when the time comes
why can't you realize that this love affair has come and gone?
everything is useless
what we had
what we did
and now we speak as though we are enemies
how i would die to touch your lips once more
and cherish every moment as if it were the last one on this earth
as i wait for the gods to take me away
to the unspoken paradise of you and me
it is not fair that i live this life in question
full of mysteries i cannot answer
it makes me angry i cannot love you anymore
it makes me kill and murder every inch of our unspoken bodies
it makes me want to feel the sound of useless breathing
slowly escaping from our lips
it makes me wonder if you really love me
like the dirty movie scenes
that appear within the screen
high above the mountain skies
wether you nor i can find it
wether you nor i can decide
maybe wednesday
maybe wednesday
things will change for me
people will notice how it feels
to be empty and yet clean
as every step i take becomes one close to fame
and yet death is so close i feel it flowing through my veins
i can no longer hide this pain i feel inside
like a volcano waiting to erupt
anguish and pride
and you are not here to breathe inside my soul
and tell me that everything will be okay
where will u be when the time comes
why can't you realize that this love affair has come and gone?
everything is useless
what we had
what we did
and now we speak as though we are enemies
how i would die to touch your lips once more
and cherish every moment as if it were the last one on this earth
as i wait for the gods to take me away
to the unspoken paradise of you and me
it is not fair that i live this life in question
full of mysteries i cannot answer
it makes me angry i cannot love you anymore
it makes me kill and murder every inch of our unspoken bodies
it makes me want to feel the sound of useless breathing
slowly escaping from our lips
it makes me wonder if you really love me
like the dirty movie scenes
that appear within the screen
high above the mountain skies
wether you nor i can find it
wether you nor i can decide
maybe wednesday
maybe wednesday
