“Tears Don’t Fall” - Bullet for My Valentine
With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me makes it better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
The moments died, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me makes it better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going on
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me makes it better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears dont fall...
This song is really difficult to explain, but I will do my best. The thing with Lofgren is that he’s always been on his own. His dad left before he was born, he doesn’t know anything about him, even his name. His mother has never really been able to provide. He couldn’t go to school, and he spent the majority of his time taking care of his little brother. He’s always wanted more from his life, specifically his father and a mother that listened. This song shows that.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
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