jeudi 3 janvier 2008

No surprises

A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal

Las guerras de tus propios demonios,
el tormento de un mismo pensamiento
la cotidianidad.
No te salves.


You look so tired and happy
Bring down the government
They don't
They don't speak for us

La salvación es mas fácil de lo que podría parecer
Cuantos guerreros podrán soportar?
Cuantos podrán hacer frente
al sacrificio de ser feliz?

I'll take a quiet life
A handshake
Some carbon monoxide

No alarms and no surprises

Silent
Silent
This is my final fit
My final bellyache with
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please

Such a pretty house and such a pretty garden
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises
No alarms and no surprises please


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