nasıl desem, olağan üstü nitelikte bir parçadır. tarifi yok. klibi çok anlamlıdır. son sahne özellikle. ulan o terörist kılıklı oç un aldattığı kıza bak, bi de diğer fahişeye bak. klibi izlerken ana bacı sövüyorum amk. bfmv ise yine döktürmüştür.
Konser kaydı çok daha iyidir bu parçanın.
Türkiye'ye asla gelmeyecek bir grup olduğu için gidip canlı dinlemek lazım, başka yerlerde.
Asla ama asla gelmeyecek Matt tuck.
aşık olduğum nadir parçalardandır, akustik versiyonu da güzeldir, part 2 si teknik açıdan gelişmiştir ama genel olarak bakarsak ilk versiyonundan çok iyi de değildir.
Klibi ile bütünleşen bir parça, ayrıca duşta müzik dinleyenlerin vazgeçilmez parçasıdır. Michael padget o muhteşem esp signature gitarı ile tüylerimizi ürpertiyor.
With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
The moments died, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
This battered room I've seen before
The broken bones they heal no more, no more
With my last breath I'm choking
Will this ever end I'm hoping
My world is over one more time
Let's go!
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Better!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
With bloodshot eyes, I watch you sleeping
the warmth I feel beside ME is slowly fading
would she hear me, if I called her name
would she hold me, if she knew my shame
There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better
TEARS!!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
The moments died, I hear no screaming
the visions left inside me are slowly fading
would she hear me, if I called her name
would she hold me, if she knew my shame
There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
This battered room I've seen before
the broken bones they heal no more, no more
with my last breath I'm choking
will this ever end, I'm hoping
my world is over one more time
Let's go
Would she hear me, if I called her name
Would she hold me if she knew my shame
There's always something different going wrong
the path I walk is in the wrong direction
theres always someone fucking hanging on
can anybody help me make things better
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
her conscience calls the guilty to come home
bullet for my valentine in poison albumunde bulunan sarki. album versiyonunda nakaratlar brutal olarak soylenirken klibinde normal ses tonunda soylenmistir
