Azure Ray - We exchanged words

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We exchanged words
Through smoke-filled mouths
And then we found our bodies
Speaking loud
And our hearts pressed against the flesh
Trading stories
Of love s pain
Doubt
And rivaling insecurities
When did we learn to speak without words?
And in tongues?
Maybe we should just stop here

Inne utwory

  • We are mice
  • Beautiful things can come from the dark
  • Sleep
  • Look to me
  • Your weak hands
  • Rest your eyes
  • Another week
  • November
  • For the sake of the song
  • Seven days
  • If you fall
  • The new year
  • Hold on love
  • For no one
  • Sea of doubts
  • New resolution

    • Losowe utwory

    Hey little angel

    Whats you name, angel?
    Mathilda...

    I ve got no place to go
    Leon, I ve got no place
    Leon, I ve got no place to go

    Such a loneliness in this place
    All the raid are out, looking for, a kid that s not to far a (night)

    Chimera

    I will present you with this fornication
    Something in space time is logically ill
    What can be seen in the rear view mirror
    Expectancy was a Mephisto s gasp,Your past was never quite there
    There was nothing that loose in the constituents of your substance

    Unda

    Now
    I d like to dedicate this
    To all my teachers
    Who said
    id be a failure
    An under achiever
    Perfoming under par
    I guess that makes me
    Under-rated
    They never thought that
    That I could make it this far


    To all the cops
    who used to harass...

    Gotta reason

    Hung around here long enough
    Seen the smooth, but only caught the rough
    I ve got no reason
    Oh no, i got no reason.
    Disco on the radio
    I ain t got no place to go
    I got no reason
    Oh no I got no reason

    But wait

    Way to eternity

    Quem quaerimus adjutorem, nisi te, Domine...
    Sancte Deus, Sancte fortis, Sancte misericors Salvator,
    amarae morti ne tradas nos.
    ...we search the helper, if not you, Lord...
    Divine God, Sacred Firm, Holy (and) merciful Savior,
    don t hand us conscientiously over to (the) bitter death.