Alberta

Time will heal all wounds,
Time will erase these scars.

Stuck, going through the same moments,
Over and over again,
Heart left in her hands,
Decisions decisions breaking me down,
No words to explain,
This moment playing again and again.

Time will heal all wounds,
Time will erase these scars.

Bad intentions,
Bad impressions,
On my mind, on my mind,
I hate these games,
I hate your sins,
Denial, denial,
Over and over,
Denial, denial,
Living this moment over and over.

Time will heal all wounds,
Why can't it happen now?

Sevilla: (A lovely city to be in a coma)

*Not meant to make 100% sense. My way of having fun :D*

When every moment seems so bitter,
A boulder rested on our shoulders,
A jealous rage, multiple failures,
Consequently lost in disguise,
Made up words and pointless conversations,
Standing in the corner,
Watching everything go by
So fast, losing every ounce of happiness,
Gaining every inch of pain,
Piece or peace?
Every verbal fight to the bitter end,
Fantasies and desires,
We're locked inside our bodies,
Coma.

Regenerating the strength we had,
Another loss of communications,
Breaking pattern, breaking the line,
Miserable speeches,
But we are speechless anyways,
Quarantine, press record,
Losing hope was not the plan,
Useless letters and endless lectures,
Right or wrong?
Lying here waiting for something,
Something to reappear,
Endless conversations, but lack of love,
Locked, locked inside this body,
Lying, lying to see the stars;
To watch the light flicker,
Spinning out of control,
This coma.

Out, out of control,
Why, why is it hard to breathe?
Pointed pistol pending,
Critical circuit cut,
People peeping pursuit,
Coma.

The World: Part One

This clenched fist in the air,
Angered and tired
Of your constant vision for war,
These annihilation and symbols
That God is on our side,
The millions, the sun and water,
Burning people alive,
Hanging victims for their different beliefs,
A hundred thousand dead bodies
Laying in the streets,
The bombs, the bullets covering our sun.

Glory for war and casualties,
Glory for disasters and genocide,
Glory for hatred and murder,
This world falling to her knees,
Waiting to be guillotined.

Assimilation and heresy,
A public enemy as the scapegoat,
The bridge for civilization
Breaking down; now killers,
A burning desire to inflict war,
Women and children dying,
But the governments hearts
Are in profits and globalization.

Glory for war and casualties,
Glory for disasters and genocide,
Glory for hatred and murder,
This world falling to her knees,
Waiting to be guillotined.

Soldiers fighting for a cause
That doesn't exist,
The cross being used
To approve this war,
In the name of God
They are killing, beating and raping.
A hundred thousand souls
In the hands of a man
Whose running this country into the fire.

Europe

Ticking, ticking down,
Another gin, make it three,
When everything feels numb,
No one knows tomorrow,
Everyone is down,
But we all pretend to be confident,
We know all,
Falling down with nothing left to hide,
We are, falling down,
Every hole, every inch.

Where do you want to go?
Locked in a cage,
Hands in your pockets,
What do you want to see?
Sitting still
Watching life pass you by.

Ticking, ticking down,
We are laughing, laughing hard,
You want times like these to last forever,
Wasting time,
Making bad decisions,
Leaving late,
Arriving too early to meet you,
Tickling, poking fun
At the times we made a fool of ourselves,
Summer is a laugh away.

Where do you want to go?
But your locked in a cage,
Hands in your pockets,
What do you want to see?
Sitting still
Watching life pass you by.

Virginia

She desperately tries to hide
The black scars on her face,
Sunglasses in the middle of winter,
Her eyes were bright and beautiful,
Now wrecked and full of sorrow,
Her whole life,
Emotions locked and forgotten,
Absorbing the pain,
Until the day she died.

The lies she made
To protect this beast,
Her life was maimed
Because she didn't believe.

Struck and used
To satisfy his pleasures,
Her life covered
With sin and darkness,
Drugs filling her soul
To seclude her pain,
Not refraining; she feels ashamed,
Thinking of dreams and fears
Until the day she died.

More drugs in her system
To fill the void in her heart,
Her life was maimed
Because she didn't believe.

Asbury Park, New Jersey

Growing up
To your rhythm and rock,
Little town
Not too far from the city,
Watching you live
Is fresh on my mind,
This heavy wind,
Not strong enough
To keep my eyes off the girls,
The road is long,
But it seems achievable
When i'm listening to you.

Oh, when everything may be in shambles,
It's good to hear your voice,
Oh, when I'm close to getting something,
It helps to hear your voice.

Born to discover myself,
Born to see the world,
From the small town, Ashbury Park,
To the cities in all continents,
Life is grand, life is short,
But I'm still listening
To your rhythm and rock,
When everything is dark,
I'll find the light
When I listen to you.

Sydney

The sound of your cries,
The whisper of defeat,
We're lying in the sand,
Looking at the sun,
Moments so blue,
But looking like everything's fine,
Everyone hides something inside,
Everything is fine,
Everything is fine.

Your scent filling this room,
The sparkle in your eyes,
Lying all alone,
Thinking of last night,
Everything I didn't do,
Everything is fine,
The sun in my eyes,
The beauty in yours.

A heart-shaped box,
A heart-shaped box,
A heart-shaped box,
This lust, this attraction,
But there's fear and assumptions,
The coldness outside,
In the month of July,
Nothing is fine,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
Filled with emotion,
That sparkle in your eyes,
Just to see you smile,
Just to hear you speak,
Just to be with you,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box.

Germany: Part Two

Raid and temptation,
Leaving until the land is conquered,
Death and destruction,
Your interests are the main concern,
While everything ends in tragedy,
While everyone suffers,
You talk about God on your side,
A fiction, a deceit,
Fuck you and your nuclear bombs.

Living in disease,
Contrary to what others think,
Pushed against the wall,
A dozen rounds,
An empty soul,
A burning desire to kill,
A burning desire to seize,
Another empty feeling;
Can we survive?

Los Angeles

Everything is sore tonight,
The candle burning,
But it's going to die,
The city streets filled with disappointment,
The darkest days are yet to come,
She sells herself for paper and cocaine,
Drugged in a world of hatred,
No, she doesn't think anyone understands,
The streets filled with dark and deceit.

The morning is just as dark as the night,
Waking to the sound of the child cryin',
Another dose of heroin
To soothe her pain,
Living in dreams,
But living in fear,
Used and abused,
To take care of her child,
A moment to die for,
Light shining,
But not shining long.

The darkest days,
She's lying in the dark alley,
Unconscious,
Her life is a mess,
And deep down she knows,
A cryin' victim locked in a cage,
The streets are never bright,
Never bright enough to live.

United States: Part Two

The privacy of the lives in this country,
Exposed through the lies,
Living in deceit, never exploring possibilities,
Bullet holes tell the story
Of this broken country,
The change and hope
Breathing down our throats,
A severed head,
And a hole full of bodies.

Relations?
You don't give a fuck about your own people,
Wars to seclude the truth,
And sacrifice those who believe your lies,
A million casualties,
A dime a dozen,
Hegemony, full control,
Shaping the world around
Your beliefs, your traditions,
Your policies, your government.

The gun fires a bullet between the eyes,
Is that your democracy?
Invading other countries for profit,
Is that your justice?
Eliminating communism and socialism
To capitalize the world,
And destroy the lower class,
Is that your freedom?
Is that your freedom?!
Is that your freedom?!
Is that your freedom?!

Pull the plug!
Stop living under someone's ideas,
The result of a clear cut below your chin,
Is this justice?