Throw away the radio, suitcase keeps you awake Hide the telephone, the telephone Telephone, in case you realize That some days, you're just not okay You
I let go of the world that was holding A passenger that could not fly In search of souls, in search of something Let it go, let it slide When I find
Your life has been so hard It's dried up Angels can't keep guard And I'm trying to reach your hand But I'm on fire, I never meant To fade away, away
Take these plastic people Read their lips, now let it linger Is there anything That makes them sound, sincere? 'Come one tightly hold your hand Take
Do you worry that you're not liked How long till you break? You're happy 'cause you smile But how much can you fake? An ordinary boy, an ordinary name
, I'm bare Hey, is anybody home? Has anybody wasted tears on Loneliness that everyone becomes Is anybody low? Has anybody painted fear on Bedroom walls that save us from
ترجمة: سيدة السلام. جميع بالنسبة لك (من لايف من كالغاري وادمونتون).
ترجمة: سيدة السلام. سوبرمان الميت (من لايف من كالغاري وادمونتون).
ترجمة: سيدة السلام. أنت حزين؟ (من لايف من كالغاري وادمونتون).
minds A suburban man at my door But I don?t think I?ll let him in He wants discipline Discipline, control over the way I live Wants the best for me
Why, yeah superman's dead Yeah is it in my head Yeah we'll just laugh instead Oh worry about the weather and Whether or not you should hate Raine: Edmonton
ll bury this hate We'll build it with love The mystery's gone So bring back the sun We'll bury this hate Build it with love, hey hey yeah Living by the
: Save me from this space Save me from this space, space Take these plastic people Read their lips, now let it linger Is there anything that makes them
: Raine: This song is called Our Time Is Fading. Cut my wings, I'm growing them back today Tomorrow's uptight, tomorrow's a bribe, tomorrow's not today
bare Hey is anybody home? Has anybody wasted tears on the loneliness That everyone becomes Is anybody low Has anybody painted fear on the bedroom walls That save us from
: Oh, Johnny wishes he was famous Spends his time alone in the basement With Lennon and Cobain and A guitar and a stereo And while he wishes he could
: Raine: This is a song called 'Not Enough' There?s nothing you can say Nothing you can do There?s nothing in between You know the truth Nothing left
: Throw away the radio suitcase That keeps you awake Hide the telephone, the telephone, telephone, in case You realize that sometimes you're not okay