"..All the best women are married
And all the handsome men are gay...",
Чак пък такъв "хубавец" не ми се вярва да съм
Или май корелацията не е такава ? <_<
И все пак, ужасно интересно ще ми бъде ако някой ден разкажеш някой твой сън - колкото и дълъг и скучен /т.е. не съдържащ скрити гей-послания/
да е 
* A Broken Glass
I dream of killing myself, I'm in front of a screen
it reflects my dead shape, but death has never scared me
I break the screen I think of fleeing, I start to hear a melody
that guides my will to understand why my deathwish is so real
I get out for a walk and I can not find anymore
a feeling that makes me stay everything looks so grey
a broken glass touches my neck, I want to cut my innocence
I'm hypnotized looking the glass, I want to feel it's coldness
I flee from the land of the sin
I want to hear one last melody
I want to flee
My life runs out, I've given up, don't care about my family
there's no doubt they won't care too, it's time to bring my destiny
A broken glass cuts my neck, I start to feel a bit tired
all around turns to red, just hope death arrives in time
* Nothing Back
I've tied so many chains to what I hate in life,
but nothing seems to get away from me
I've tried to get away from all the shit they taught me
and nothing changes, things remain the same
Mad and enraged, wrathful, annoyed
it's bullshit what they say, don't wanna be their toy
one last fix's waiting, I know that's not enough
I want more, anywhere, anyway
Their words are mistaken, they speak of ways of life
I don't care what it means to them
Anxious, desperate, drugged and out of control
I take to the streets in search of something more
I've given my whole life to the one's who exploit
my faith and my desires and I've gotten nothing back
And I don't follow rules 'cause they all piss me off
when I get nothing back
no way to accept a chance 'cause there's no difference
when I get nothing back
They crucify my mind and bet with my soul
I'm lost in the lost paradise, a paradise of lust
I stand apart from everything they offer in life
their rules get on my nerves, hope they die
they want to delete my trace, cause they
don't wanna face what the world has become
after their true illness