ONE HEART
VERSE 1
It was all lies
You were hypnotized
There was no life
Just the will to die
I am alone
Always in the dark
There is nothing
To keep me from myself
CHORUS
Can you feel my heart beating?
Could you have cried all my tears?
Could you ever know how I’m feeling?
Can you drown out my fears?
Oh cause I’ve only got one heart, it’s falling apart
Can you give me the wings to fly?
Could you help me off the ground?
Can you lift me up so high?
Could you pick me up when I’m down?
Cause I’ve only got one heart, it’s falling apart
VERSE 2
You never wanted me
In the way that I need you
And now I finally see
You never loved me too
All those lies that you’d hide
Deep inside all this time
And I sit here wondering why
You still make me cry
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I think of you every second of the day
People ask what’s wrong but there’s nothing more to say
Everyday I die a little more but just cant walk away
In my heart you’ll always be and that’s where you’ll stay
CHORUS
I know we had some good times
But the bad show more
And you were never there when I needed you
I leave you with one last memory of me
Have one last kiss
I’m off now
It wont be long before you forget me
After all I was easy wasn’t I?
Easy to loose
Easy to hurt
Easy to pass around
Easy to blame
But so hard to love
You tell me you know me oh so well
But tell me
Have you ever seen me cry?
Real tears
Not these tears of blood
Running down my wrist
Do you really know how I’m feeling?
Are you so sure of yourself
That you can be so sure of me?
Look at you now
Telling me how little I mean to you
How I was just your toy
The voice in my head is yelling
‘Bastard how could you?’
how does it feel to see me here
standing tall over your soon to be grave
you used to be so strong
now you are weak
and I am powerful
I raise my arm and the rain begins to fall
I am the strong
I glance up to the sky
Lightning dances across it
I am the strong
Blood rains down on us
I am the strong
You scream and I laugh
I am the strong
I’m reaching out and…
The walls of my coffin surround me
I hear your jeering voice up above me
‘rest in peace, bitch’
how is it I ended up here?
I push at the lid of my coffin
Nailed shut
Damn you
Damn you!
I close my eyes wishing to be anywhere but here
Its getting cold now
So cold
I am standing in front of you
A knife in my hand
But I don’t need it
You are dead
In all my visions you are long gone
And me standing over your dead body
Laughing
Laughing Like mad
You are the weak and I am the strong
This is the way it always is
And then I open my eyes
And the nightmare is real
The walls of my coffin are still there
And a stake through my heart
And the voice in my mind is still yelling
‘YOU BASTARD!’
Good morning my sweet
Isn’t it so beautiful
To see this
The sun
The moon
Together
At once ?
Hypnotic
Just like the beating of my heart
Your breath quickens Its now or never
We close our eye
But somehow still see
I reach for your hand
But I cant feel you anymore
The shadow that is you looks at me Didn’t you know?
I can feel the tear run down my cheek
This isn’t how it was supposed to be
You brush the tear from my cheek and shake your head
Don’t cry
Im still here
I shake my head
Unable to form words I can see you trying to save me
But I am lost in my own world now
Where you will always be with me
Always
I see the dawn of a different day
With new people
None of them look up
They just sit
Staring
At a single grave
This is how it was I sigh
The memory is vivid
They all look at me
Their black eyes staring blindly
I panic
I run
Away
Fast
Anywhere other than here will do
Anywhere I cant stand this place
But I know I must last
I must
The lost souls scream and cry
As I run
Poor
Poor creatures
Nothing can save them now
My sweet
My sweet
Your voice runs through my mind
My own
I try to respond
But nothing I am screaming for you
Over and over again
But nothing
… darkness…
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On June 11th 1963, Thích Quảng Đức, a Vietnamese Buddhist monk, sat down in the middle of a busy intersection in Saigon, covered himself in gasoline and He then ignited a match, and set himself on fire. Đức burned to death in a matter of minutes, and he was immortalized in a famous photograph taken by a reporter who was in Vietnam in order to photograph the war. All those who saw this spectacle were taken by the fact that Duc did not make a sound while burning to death. Đức was protesting President Ngô Đình Diệm’s administration for oppressing the Buddhist religion.



