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Destiny

 

I am a small kid of an average age.
In my life I have to take some rage.
I’ve two siblings, one sister and one brother
And of course there are my father and my mother.

 


My parents don’t get along with each other for a time now.
They are arguing all the time and I don’t know any way how
To let them stop screaming at each other.
My father is always the one who starts, while my mother
Is sitting there and most of the time she begins to cry
(beginning with a heavy sigh)
After a while, but my father keeps on screaming.
I don’t hear his screams anymore, ‘cause I am dreaming
Of a perfect world, where my parents are living in harmony,
Where my father is nice to my siblings, my mother and me.

 


Refrain:
Take a look, take a look into my eyes.
Can you see, how many tears are fallen tonight?
Nothing will ever be the same anymore.
Nothing is forever and most people are just bad.
That’s what I learned in my young age, which is kind of sad.

 


When I am in school nobody knows, how bad I feel inside.
I feel that I’m treated so loveless. A feeling I try to hide.
When the other kids look at me, I set a smile onto my face,
Which is an easy way not to fall into their disgrace.
In the morning my father said goodbye to me,
As he screamed at me the rudest things and he
Wanted to start hitting my face with his hand,
But my mother rescued me and it barely came to an end.
My mother tried to calm him down a bit,
But instead of this she took a hit.
Wordless my father left our flat.
“He is such a goddamn rat”
I heard my mother whispering these words into my ear,
From her shivering voice could feel her fear.
Then she drove me to school, quiet und with tears in her eyes.

 


Refrain:
Take a look, take a look into my eyes.
Can you see, how many tears are fallen tonight?
Nothing will ever be the same anymore.
Nothing is forever and most people are just bad.
That’s what I learned in my young age, which is kind of sad.

 


I am helpless and worthless and I feel so powerless.
The things my father does fuels my emptiness,
That is pounding in the rhythm of my heart
And one day it will rip me all apart.
These things are accompanying me my whole life through.
Why am I talking? These words probably don’t mean anything to you.
From day to day I’m losing a little bit more of my power.
It’s getting less and less from hour to hour.

 


Refrain:
Take a look, take a look into my eyes.
Can you see, how many tears are fallen tonight?
Nothing will ever be the same anymore.
Nothing is forever and most people are just bad.
That’s what I learned in my young age, which is kind of sad.

 


The world is so cold to me
The only thing I want, is to be free
My heart is cold and torn apart.
It’s like that from the very start.
I feel my soul fading every day
No need to explain, no more word to say.

 


I can still recall the certain night,
When my parents had another fight.
They argued while they where washing up,
Because my mother dropped a cup.
My father screamed at her, like he did never before.
When he wanted to go away right through the door,
My mother screamed at him and slapped his face.
A thing she never did the other days.
My father still carried a wet knife in his hand.
He stabbed my mother, ‘cause he wanted an end.
In the next moment he realised, what he did
And the next thing, which followed was the word “SHIT”.
I saw my mother lying on the ground with her wide opened eyes
And I can still see her, how she tries
To breath, but she barely can’t.
“I love you sweat heart” she whispered into my ear
and I can tell you my mother was shaking of fear.
After that she said that, she closed her eyes.
She stood up for her rights and had to pay the price.
Her hands were baled to fists
And everyday I wish she still exists
Here on earth. The very last trace
I got from her is in my mind: The smile on her face
She got, when she lay down, bleeding on the ground.
Lying there, quiet, not making any sound.
A smile of inner complacency.
That can’t kind of smile you can barely find and see.



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