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There's a storm on the streets
But you still don't run
Watching and waiting
For the rain to come
And these words wouldn't keep you dry
Or wipe tears from an open sky
But I know but I know
But I know I'm right
And I won't let you drown
When the water's pulling you in
I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting
The rain's going to follow you wherever you go
The clouds go black and the thunder rolls
And I see lightning, I see lightning
When the world surrounds you
I'll make it go away
Paint the sky with silver lining
I will try to save you
Cover up the gray
With silver lining
Antworten
»Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him.
Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that.
If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs.
There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better.
Everyone has their yellow paint.«
steckbrief • beziehungen
zuletzt bearbeitet 05.07.2015 18:09 |
“There is peace even in the storm.”
Inge will die Welt verbessern,
Sie macht recycling
Mit ihrem selbst gestrickten Pulli
geht sie Altglas zum Abfall bringen
Atomkraft? Nein, danke. Ne Karte für die Demo
Sie geht an Riffen tauchen
und hofft sie findet Nemo
Inge fällt nicht auf
Sie tut nie mehr als nötig
Wahre Schönheit kommt von Innen
Und Eitelkeit ist tödlich
Am Autofreien Sonntag nur mit Fahrrad unterwegs
Obdachlose grüßen "Na, wie geht's?"
Wenn Inge tanzt, dann gibt sie Vollgas
Herz über Verstand
Wenn Inge tanzt, dann gibts kein Halten
Sie ist außer Rand und Band
Wenn Inge tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt
nur für sich
Komm Inge tanz, tanz, tanz, tanz, tanz komm
tanz für mich
Komm Inge!
zuletzt bearbeitet 05.07.2015 18:21 |
»Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him.
Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that.
If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs.
There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better.
Everyone has their yellow paint.«
steckbrief • beziehungen
“There is peace even in the storm.”
Inge will die Welt verbessern,
Sie macht recycling
Mit ihrem selbst gestrickten Pulli
geht sie Altglas zum Abfall bringen
Atomkraft? Nein, danke. Ne Karte für die Demo
Sie geht an Riffen tauchen
und hofft sie findet Nemo
Inge fällt nicht auf
Sie tut nie mehr als nötig
Wahre Schönheit kommt von Innen
Und Eitelkeit ist tödlich
Am Autofreien Sonntag nur mit Fahrrad unterwegs
Obdachlose grüßen "Na, wie geht's?"
Wenn Inge tanzt, dann gibt sie Vollgas
Herz über Verstand
Wenn Inge tanzt, dann gibts kein Halten
Sie ist außer Rand und Band
Wenn Inge tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt
nur für sich
Komm Inge tanz, tanz, tanz, tanz, tanz komm
tanz für mich
Komm Inge!
»Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him.
Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that.
If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs.
There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better.
Everyone has their yellow paint.«
steckbrief • beziehungen
“There is peace even in the storm.”
Inge will die Welt verbessern,
Sie macht recycling
Mit ihrem selbst gestrickten Pulli
geht sie Altglas zum Abfall bringen
Atomkraft? Nein, danke. Ne Karte für die Demo
Sie geht an Riffen tauchen
und hofft sie findet Nemo
Inge fällt nicht auf
Sie tut nie mehr als nötig
Wahre Schönheit kommt von Innen
Und Eitelkeit ist tödlich
Am Autofreien Sonntag nur mit Fahrrad unterwegs
Obdachlose grüßen "Na, wie geht's?"
Wenn Inge tanzt, dann gibt sie Vollgas
Herz über Verstand
Wenn Inge tanzt, dann gibts kein Halten
Sie ist außer Rand und Band
Wenn Inge tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt, tanzt
nur für sich
Komm Inge tanz, tanz, tanz, tanz, tanz komm
tanz für mich
Komm Inge!
i got my mother’s insanity and her trust issues and my father’s temper and his secretive ways.
they never were the most stable people.
imagine what i’m like when i’m the two of them together as one person.
There's a storm on the streets
But you still don't run
Watching and waiting
For the rain to come
And these words wouldn't keep you dry
Or wipe tears from an open sky
But I know but I know
But I know I'm right
And I won't let you drown
When the water's pulling you in
I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting
The rain's going to follow you wherever you go
The clouds go black and the thunder rolls
And I see lightning, I see lightning
When the world surrounds you
I'll make it go away
Paint the sky with silver lining
I will try to save you
Cover up the gray
With silver lining
My demons are begging me to open up my mouth
I need them mechanically make the words come out
They fight me, vigorous and angry, watch them pounce
Ignite me, licking up the flames they bring about
I sold my soul to a three-piece
And he told me I was holy
He's got me down on both knees
But it's the devil that's tryna
Hold me down, hold me down
Sneaking out the back door,
Make no sound
Knock me out, knock me out
Saying that I want more, this is what I live for
There's a storm on the streets
But you still don't run
Watching and waiting
For the rain to come
And these words wouldn't keep you dry
Or wipe tears from an open sky
But I know but I know
But I know I'm right
And I won't let you drown
When the water's pulling you in
I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting
The rain's going to follow you wherever you go
The clouds go black and the thunder rolls
And I see lightning, I see lightning
When the world surrounds you
I'll make it go away
Paint the sky with silver lining
I will try to save you
Cover up the gray
With silver lining
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