Pearl Jam Why go?

2006 юни 14
by Eneya
She scratches a letter into a wall made of stone
Maybe
someday another child won't feel as alone as she does
It's been two years, and counting, since they put her in
this place
She's been diagnosed by some stupid fuck,
and mommy agrees,
Yeah...
Whoa...yeah...hey yeah
yeah...
Why go home... (3x)

She seems to be
stronger, but what they want her to be is weak
She could
play pretend, she could join the game, boy
She could be
another clone...ooh...whoa...ah yeah...

Ooh...
Why go home? (4x)
What you taught me...put me
here...don't come visit...mother...
Sting me...

Whoa...ooh...
Why go home? (4x)
What you
taught me...put me here...don't come
visit...mother,mother,
Yeah...
Why go home? (7x)
Whoa...
4 Responses leave one →
  1. 2006 юни 14
    humantorch permalink

    Защо не го пусна с по едър шрифт????????

  2. 2006 юни 15

    Ами не можах, идея си нямам защо не стана. А и нямах време много да се боря, но просто не стана.

  3. 2006 юни 17
    Xagrid permalink

    А това познато ли ви е?
    Hey…oooh…
    Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
    Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
    All five horizons revolved around her soul
    As the earth to the sun
    Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
    Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
    Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
    And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
    Of what was everything?
    Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed Everything…

    I take a walk outside
    I’m surrounded by some kids at play
    I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
    Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
    I’m spinning, oh, I’m spinning
    How quick the sun can, drop away
    And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
    Of what was everything
    All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything…
    All the love gone bad turned my world to black
    Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I will be…yeah…
    Uh huh…uh huh…ooh…
    I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, I know you’ll be a star
    In somebody else’s sky, but why, why, why
    Can’t it be, can’t it be mine

  4. 2006 септември 16

    She’s been diagnosed by some stupid fuck…рулира!

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