lunes, 20 de julio de 2009

Confessions (City and Colour)


I've been up for days,

Trying to find a way to write my confession down.

Seems every line I writes amiss,

At least this I'll admit.

I never hear that perfect sound.

But then the judge walks and says:

"Boy you cant pretend, You've got to be honest now.


"My verdict has come in,

It says I'm guilty for my sins this time.

I thought I could escape,

But then I finally felt the weight,

Of my crimes.T

his is passion, it's not love,

Infatuation never ends up right.

At least I won't be alone tonight.

'Cuz I don't want to be alone tonight.


The prosecution rests,

They had convincing evidence.

It seems I've been deceived.

So now I stand alone and wait for the first stone,

To be cast upon me.


My verdict has come in,

It says I'm guilty for my sins this time.

I thought I could escape,

But then I finally felt the weight of my crimes.

This is passion, it's not love,

Infatuation never ends up right.

At least I won't be alone tonight.

'Cuz I don't want to be alone tonight.

If convicted, I will surely do my time.


At least I won't be alone tonight.

'Cuz I don't want to be alone tonight.

1 comentario:

  1. Este tipo la lleva, pero Chuck Ragan sigue siendo mi heroe.

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