Lyrics:
the black you won't be back
Images are bending
Transcending
[ verse 3 ]
Dripping illusions
Soaking your soul
Drowning the light
And takes all control
Burning
what do they say
So wrapped up in your image, you're totally blind
I'll see you, I'll catch you some other time
Yeah, it's Hollywood inside your mind
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light, which
Dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me
j'était
J'parle pas de triangles, ni de carées
Je n'veux rien percer.
Les images dans la vitre je les connais bien
C'est la cinquante-millième fois
bronzage
T'as pas voulu poser tes rames sur le rivage
C'est une image
Tu m'as téléphoné cent fois
Pour que je passe te voir à Neuilly
Dans ton
Once again the taste of death is on my lips
Images of horror reflecting in my eyes
Morbid lust arise, as I watch them die
I succumb to sadistic
forever
Projecting our images in space and in time
Yes is the answer and you know that for sure
Yes is surrender
You got to let it, you gotta let it go
So
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light, which
Dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light, which
Dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me
cords that's interchangeable
show the wrath of violent hurricanes when I finish
no photographs my body won't sustain visual image
come face the lesson
and hold the ships all in place
Blind to think we'll hit the drink 'till we fully sway
And blur the images away
Oh we can be together
We can be
has grown me
Heart of our sorrows, now own me
Angels won't hold me, they breach what has grown me
Heart of our sorrows, now own me
Image
pour toujours
Qui un jour aurait pu imaginer que son image
Allait me hanter, chaque nuit c'est ma voix qui t'appelle
Pour t'offrir mon amour éternel
Every night and every day
Every time and every morning
I wake up and I see your face
The image of this fuckin' police state
Fuck this police state
I don't want an image of how should be my life
If there weren't some false friends
Better called assholes
The surprise in your eyes gives me
food chains provide the sticks and stones
Still those haunting images just keep coming back
I see the Kids of Africa are just skin and bone
(Verse 1)
In the beginning, I remember that God made man
Crafted in his image, with his own hands
Then out of mans rib, came the woman
The creatures
insane
Though my head hurts on the inside
The images disturb me
I know I'm not insane, I'm not what they call me
They're no good - still surrounding
the politicians life
Where it's more important to save my image than to save my soul
I guess that's how I survived
And oh, there's a certain part of me that knows
Look deep into me
Tell me what you see
A broken image
A cold empty shell
This world brings me down
I'm on my knees
A choking grip so tight
I fear
through the borders of night
Where an image of purity and domination
Painted the sky of pale dead colors
And swept away the perfume
Of that fucking
ourselves we're all beau-tif-ul!
Fuck the image
Of indifference
Fuck perfection
Of senseless fashion
This is my anamnesis
I am recalling my existence
If our
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light, which
Dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me
body including
Mirror images of her posing in the nude
"Slip back to my flat and we can sip on a nightcap
Despite that nervousness, I know you like that
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