freedom" by sbs
I can't walk through the darkness
I
can't stand this crazy sadness
But I'll keep searching for the happiness
There's something missed in my life
That's
cutting me like a knife
That make me sink not dive
I don't know what it is
Nor feel how it is
'Cause I don't
have it anymore
Or know what does it for
I forgot how to move around
I forgot the beauty of a sound
I don't
know what judge mean
'Cause nowadays, it can't be seen
But I always figure out that if dark gets too long
That
one day light will spread among
And I'll rise again and be strong
did you wonder who I'm
I'm a lost man
You
can call me neglected man
You know why?
'Cause I can't be seen nor found
You know how?
'Cause I lost my life
You
know when?
once my freedom was captive under the ground
While others were celebrating and being crowned
But I'll
be free free free
And no one will take that away from me
Although the world is like a forest
But I'll fight and
I'll win 'Cause my weapon is being honest
Even if i die I'll be free
'Cause my soul will fly high
Through an endless
sky
cancer girl" by sbs
I don't want to cry more and feel the pain in my shoulder
I don't want more
suffering and staying at night so longer
When I open my eyes I see angles surrounding all around me
But I can't hold
on I hope that God will soon take me
I used to see bath with light to go through
It seems like I was falsing myself
It wasn't true
What does it means to be lived by a machine since you were teen
How does it feel to be neglected and
wishing that you'll never be seen
My life begins with fighting, it seems like a never ends war
I feel frustration when
I look around and can't reach to that door
I used to be a good dancer, but now my life ends with cancer
Why my life
cruels down, I just need an answer
I hate to see this pity sees in everyone eyes
Why don't you tell me the truth that
I'm gonna die
I appreciate everyone and the things you did to me
But there is one thing left behind
I need your prays,
please please do it for me
Living dead" by sbs
I have
been living a lie for years
I need someone to shatter away my tears
I need somebody to help me fight my fears
I'm
afraid of closing my eyes again
I'm scared of returning my old pain
This is driving me insane
My heart is tarred
up enough
These arrows inside of me are so tough
This life I'm living in turns too rough
I need to see life
more with colors
I need to feel and evaluated with love not dollars
I'm longing that everyone would deal with humanity
morals
I don't believe every thing I see or hear
'Cause people lie behind you and then call you dear
How are
you asking me to be cheer
Even between ourselves we can't be honest
Our life is getting wild more than a forest
Years
from now it will be the worst
It's killing me alive
I'm not sure if I'll survive
But I'll keep going with all
my thrive
My Little Sweet Mobile Nokia
N80" by sbs
My sweet black mobile you're my lover
You look so cute in your plastic cover
Contains every lovely picture I
took
& all my friend numbers in the phone book
I can feel you standing in my hand
Playing the tunes of my fav
band
Displaying the photos in your wide screen
Making me smile and keeping you clean
I like the way I use your buttons
to play
But now you're gone and missed away
3 months may seem short a little bit
But you're my best phone which I
won't forget
So this is for you fuckin' ass hole
Bring back the phone you stole
Blue Dove With Broken Wings" by sbs
Feeling
kept inside….
I want to scream and let it go
Though the world is so wide
He asked me to take a row
But
there're lots of troubles
And I had pain enough
Shall I set in a bubble
And wait till I'm popped!
Why no body
is listening
To my wounds screaming
Maybe because they are wrestling
And left me freewheeling
Is there any
one…?
To fix my broken wings
My mission needs to be done
To let everybody sings
I'm a lonely blue dove
Help
me to fly again
I need to see the world drowning in love
To get over my pain
Roses Of Gloom" by sbs
On
their lovely garden, he sat
Looking at her lovely roses
With his hand holding her hat
Uttering sad proses
Her
spirit was still there
Growing roses of gloom
Spreading love in the air
Among her lonely groom
He always blame
death
For taking his precious dim
If it could choose something less
Or maybe if that was him
As he's lying
half dead
With soul with his bride
And body in his bed
Holding his dreams so tight
Now that he lasted as a
myth
Of blue love story
Hovering between life and death
With blessing and glory