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Exile (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Cold as the northern winds,
in December mornings.
Cold is the cry that rings,
from this far distant shove.

Winter has come too late.
Too close beside me.
How can I chase away
all these fears deep inside.

Course:
I’ll wait the singns to come.
I’ll find a way.
I will wait the time to come.
I’ll find a way home.

My light shall be the moon
and my path – the ocean.
My guide – the morning star,
as I sail home to you.

Course

Who then can warm my soul?
Who can quell my passion?
Out of these dreams – a boat.
I will sail home to you.

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Exile (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Even though some things are better left unsaid
There’s a few things I need to get off my chest
I need to vent – let me tell you why

I’m suicidal, maniacal, self-destructive
You leave me no hope, no life
Nothing worth living for
I’ve taken it, can’t take it anymore
My worst nightmare
You make me want to slit my own fucking throat
Just so I’ll be rid of you
Just to get rid of you

You self-righteous fuck
Give me a reason not to rip your fucking face off
Why don’t you take a good look in these eyes
Cause I’m the one that’s gonna tear your fucking heart out
My hate is contagious; you’ve got no one to run to
EXILE

Just tell me fucking why everything becomes an issue
Your opinion is always senseless – fuck this
You make my fucking skin crawl
I’ve lived with it – can’t stand anymore
My worst nightmare
I want to take a bullet in the fucking head
Every time I think of you, every time I think of you

You self-righteous fuck
Give me a reason not to rip your fucking face off
Why don’t you take a good look in these eyes
Cause I’m the one that’s gonna tear your fucking heart out
My hate is contagious
Anyone else need to vent?
You’ve tried my tolerance; I just want you to die

There’s nothing more for me to say
There’s nothing more for you to say
There’s nothing more for us to say
I fucking hate you anyway
EXILE

Can’t count the ways that you light my fuckin fuse
I can’t tolerate the sight of you, the thought of you or
anything about you
You know what I want to see?
How many ways can a loser fucking lose
I know you’ll find a way
The humility awakening the idiot inside
You spineless fucking maggot – you’re just wasting my time
Get out of my face – Get out of my life
Out of my fucking way – Just die

Exile (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I heard it in my sleep
A voice more dead than old
I thought i’d known the fear
But then it touched my soul and said:

"you will pray for me
Bow your head to me."

It came for me at night
And took me dream by dream
To where everything is dark
And no-one hears you scream
Took everything i loved
And turned love into pain
It said "i’m the prophecy
And i’ll make you believe in me."

"sacrifice for me
Be humility."

It said:
"i’ll make everyone pay
I’ll make everyone pay
Some things you can’t forget
I’ll make everyone pay
Some things you can’t forgive
I’ll make everyone pay."

"and so it comes to this
Death or eternity?
Or would you like to pay
For all humanity?
Do you believe in faith?
Than choose. heaven or hell or me?
A shadow on the sane
The final treachery of god."

"you will kneel for me
Lose your eyes for me."

"betray the world for me
Burn your soul for me."

It said:
"i’ll make everyone pay
I’ll make everyone pay
Some things you can’t forget
I’ll make everyone pay
Some things you can’t forgive
I’ll make everyone pay."

Exile (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(k. green)

Counting ships crossing lake blue
You don’t seem to notice the light house has blown out
In my need, i’m crying for you
In my bleed, i’m dying for you to sail on
Crossing bridges but i just keep crossing over you
In a limousine in my mind
All that i am is everything you are
I’m your mirror, you’re my scar

And i was innocent in your eyes ‘til you went blind
I was a real saint
How much do you need someone to blame for your pain?

Putting the pieces together contradicting every word
Believing everyone is against you
"we’ll all get you!"
What’s that i see crossing lake blue
A battleship surrendering to the darkness inside of you

I was innocent in your eyes ‘til you went blind
I was a real saint
How much do you need someone to blame for your pain

How much do you need someone to blame for your pain, boy?
I already said that i was wrong
In exile i’m already gone – if that’s what you want
(if that’s what you want then i’ll give it to you)

I was innocent in your eyes ‘til you went blind
I was a real saint
How much do you need someone to blame for your pain?

I was…counting ships crossing lake blue

Billy lincoln – guitar
Kat green – vocals, acoustic guitar
Jeff legore – bass
Noah lifshey – drums
John nau – b3

Exile (Letra)

Slayer

Slayer

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Pushed, promoted, justified?.

Perhaps not guaranteed.

Reassuring cash transfer providing leads, media profile – fallacies

We need?

I think not!

Labels breed the money making rock machines.

Broadening minds, eyes blind.

Criticism for the masses – or for themselves?

Progression or procession?.

Do opinions count, or do they mount?

The piles of shit.

Alternative press delights us with.

Critique elite – ill informed.

No wrong can be done, depending on the trend at times to be

Untrendy.

Unexpired exile, reluctantly we all indulge their tasteful hype.