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Hephaistos
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I didn't listen to my friends,
I didn't listen to myself,
but I've listened to your words,
and now I'm here, I'm dying here,
I'm waiting for the day I'll be released from slavery.
Your words yust hit me in the face,
you never cared for how I feel,
you always wanted love to be,
but things were getting close to fail, the way - I see.
Refrain:
I drew your name into the sand,
but the waves washed it away,
I drew your name into the sky,
but the wind blew it away,
I drew your name into my heart,
belonging where it had to stay.
Don't tell me you're frustrated,
you just make things so complicated,
I could break your suffered heart of stone,
I yust want to let you cry alone.
But now I never really could,
though my friends told me that I should,
But now I never really could,
though my friends told me that I should.
Refrain
And I ask me was it wrong,
to believe in your begging words,
I ask me was it wrong,
to let you get back on to me,
killing words - through insanity.
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noch ein englischer text....bin natürlich wieder offen für kritik....
I didn't listen to my friends,
I didn't listen to myself,
but I've listened to your words,
and now I'm here, I'm dying here,
I'm waiting for the day I'll be released from slavery.
Your words yust hit me in the face,
you never cared for how I feel,
you always wanted love to be,
but things were getting close to fail, the way - I see.
Refrain:
I drew your name into the sand,
but the waves washed it away,
I drew your name into the sky,
but the wind blew it away,
I drew your name into my heart,
belonging where it had to stay.
Don't tell me you're frustrated,
you just make things so complicated,
I could break your suffered heart of stone,
I yust want to let you cry alone.
But now I never really could,
though my friends told me that I should,
But now I never really could,
though my friends told me that I should.
Refrain
And I ask me was it wrong,
to believe in your begging words,
I ask me was it wrong,
to let you get back on to me,
killing words - through insanity.
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noch ein englischer text....bin natürlich wieder offen für kritik....
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