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• Artiste: Superman Is Dead
• Titre: The Days Of A Father
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When the morning comes to spot my eyes From the darkest nights Lots of journey I spent those night Only crying without a voice To the outside sound that flowing Like a blood from another flesh Misery won't leave me a history And hard to hide alone Blow me up just like a fire till... I meet you, my lovely son Send my messages to the light I wanna have another hope Keep on crying in the darkness Can you hear me loud and clear Your words still live in my head I fall and can't deny it... can't deny it.... can't deny it Wake me up from these dream, Please help me out Wish I could kill my own history Start a light gonna get me out now Count on my days, time is up tell me to wait Face to face with this reality, not enough to redeem all my wounded pain From this regret, I find a spot of turning back From this rusty cave I break my self to see my burning pain My insecurity is dead, and always burns along my eyes I am little screaming creature, don't know how to sing a song They're all buried in the moon light and hard to take it back