Ver Videos de rock

Graffiti decorations
Underneath a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question
[They point the finger at me again]
Guilty by association
[You point the finger at me again]

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
[They point the finger at me again]
Guilty by association
[You point the finger at me again]

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

I’m gonna run away and never say goodbye
(Gonna runaway x4)
Gonna run away and never wonder why
(Gonna runaway x4)
I’m gonna run away and open up my mind
(Gonna runaway x8)

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

I wanna run away
And open up my mind
I wanna run away
And open up my mind
I wanna run away
And open up my mind
I wanna run away
And open up my mind

(Come, come, come, coming at you)
(Come, coming at you, come coming at you)

Yo, keep the style and the kid is checkin for it,
and the number one question is how could you ignore it.
We drop right back in the cud,
over basement trax with rap stack.
Got you back in the sup like rewind math,
we’re just rolling with the rhytm.
Rise from the ashes and stylish the division
with theese non-stop lyrics of life living.
Not to be forgotten but still unforgiven.
But in the meantime,
there are thoose,
who wanna talk this and that.
So I suppose,
that it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt.
And get dirty with people spreading the dirt.

And go!

Try to give you warning,
but everyone ignores me.
Told you everything loud and clear,
but nobody’s listening.
Go to you so clearly,
but you don’t want to hear me.
Told you everything loud and clear,
but nobody’s listening.

I got a heart full of pain,
head full of stress,
hand full of anger,
held in my chest.
And everything left’s a waste of time,
I hate my rhymes, but hate everyone else’s more.
I’m riding on the back of this pressure,
guessing that it’s better I can’t keep myself together.
Because all of this stress gave me something to ride on,
the pain gave me something I can set my socks on.
Never forget the blood, sweat and tears,
the uphill struggle over years, the fear in it.
Trashtalking and the people it was to,
and the people that started it just like you.

Try to give you warning,
but everyone ignores me.
Told you everything loud and clear,
but nobody’s listening.
Go to you so clearly,
but you don’t want to hear me.
Told you everything loud and clear,
but nobody’s listening.

I got a heart full of pain,
head full of stress,
hand full of anger,
held in my chest.
Uphill struggle,
blood, sweat and tears.
Nothing to gain, everything to fear.
I got a heart full of pain,
head full of stress,
hand full of anger,
held in my chest.
Uphill struggle,
blood, sweat and tears.
Nothing to gain,
everything to fear.
(Heartfull of pain, Heartfull of pain, Heartfull of pain)

Try to give you warning,
but everyone ignores me.
Told you everything loud and clear,
but nobody’s listening.
Go to you so clearly,
but you don’t want to hear me.
Told you everything loud and clear,
but nobody’s listening.

I got a heart full of pain,
head full of stress.
Nobody’s listening.
hand full of anger,
held in my chest.
Nobody’s listening.
Uphill struggle,
blood, sweat and tears.
Nobody’s listening.
Nothing to gain,
everything to fear.
Nobody’s listening.

(Come, come, come, come, coming at you)
(Come, coming, coming, come, coming at you)
(Come, coming, come, come, come,coming at you)
(Come, come, come, coming at you from every side)

I woke up in a dream today
To the cold of the static
and put my cold feet on the floor
Forgot all about yesterday
Remembering I’m pretending to be where I’m not anymore
A little taste of hypocrisy
And I’m left in the wake of the mistake slow to react
Even though you’re so close to me
You’re still so distant and I can’t bring you back

It’s true the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you’re not with me
I’m with you

You now I see keeping everything inside

You now I see even when I close my eyes

I hit you and you hit me back
We fall to the floor the rest of the day stands still
Fine line between this and that
When things go wrong I pretend the past isn’t real
Now I’m trapped in this memory
And I’m left in the wake of the mistake slow to react
Even though you’re close to me
You’re still so distant and I can’t bring you back

no
No matter how far we’ve come
I can’t wait to see tomorrow
With you

I watch how the
Moon sits in the sky in the dark night
Shining with the light from the sun
The sun doesn’t give life to the moon to assuming
The moon’s going to owe it one
It makes me think of how you act to me
You do
Favors and then rapidly
You just turn around and start asking me about
Things you want back from me
I’m sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed –
While I find a place to rest
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don’t understand
[You'll see it's not meant to be]
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
Maybe someday I’ll be just like you and
Step on people like you do and run away
The people I thought I knew
I remember back then who you were
You used to be calm, used to be strong
Used to be generous but you should’ve known
That you’d wear out your welcome
Now you see
How quiet it is all alone
I’m so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
I’m so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed –
While I find a place to rest
You try to take the best of me
Go away