jueves, 27 de octubre de 2011

I talk to God as much as I talk to Satan 'cause I want to hear both sides.
Does that make me cynical?




There are no miracles...



And this is no miraculous life.



I savour hate as much as I crave love because
I'm just a twisted guy


Is this the pinnacle, is this the pinnacle, the pinnacle of being alive?


Now I see the light

Well I look up to god but I see trouble 'cause this ain't a miracle
I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle


I know for certain that some one is watching but is it from up or down?

I make you miserable you stick with me although
you know I'm gonna ruin your life
I talk to God as much as I talk to Satan 'cause I want to hear both sides
Does that make me cynical?
There are no miracles
And this is no miraculous life

We walk into the tide

Well I look up to god but I see trouble 'cause this ain't a miracle
I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle

When the see-saw snaps and splinters your hand don't come crying to me
I'll only see your good side
And believe it's a miracle


I slap the water and watch
The fish dance to the ripples of us
We're just dull blue duds
Blinking eyes encased in rust

This ain't a miracle

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