Sunday, November 28, 2010

Red

Love, Fame, Blood and thirst
Passion for life, in my heart it bursts
Bravery, the armory, myself is my enemy.
Secrets of life is the game of the homily.

Red is indeed the color of life,
I never have thought I will be touching a knife.
Red lips and the red dress of your wife,
I never saw it coming we're surviving for life!

Red is my life.
My love, my passion, the blood on my knife.
Red is eternal.
You are the victim of the hate in your dreams.

Red is sometimes the color of death,
For a lot of times, it gives me caress.
I am amazing and you are nothing.
You saw me dying, you were just staring.

Bother Me

I know, I said last night that I wanna be alone.
From the bar, I went straight to my home.
But when I shut the door and turn the lights off,
I realize, all night, even in my dreams, you're all I think of.

I miss the day when we first met.
I loved your smile, this feeling I didn't get.
But now I know, this is true, I won't forget.
I'll open up to you, a single thing I won't regret.

So please tease me like I'm your little bro.
Pinch me, I promise I won't ever go.
I wouldn't let anyone get in your way to me.
You are the sweetest melody, so please bother me.

Sometimes I might be temperamental.
Especially at times when I am sober.
I know that lights and alcohol make me so blinded,
But your face, as I imagine, is love that keeps me reminded...

That I miss the day when we last met,
The touch of your hand made me completely forget
The things we had in the past, today I feel brand new.
Like tomorrow is never coming, time stops when I'm with you.

So please tease me like I'm your little bro.
Pinch me, I promise I won't ever go.
I wouldnt' let anyone get in your way to me.
You are the sweetest melody, so please bother me.