Correction Paroles My Heart par Moby

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Spending nights
Home alone
Here without you

Got me sitting
In my room
Popping valium

Turn the volume
Up

I don’t know how to
Cope with all
The sadness
All the stresses, so
I’m down to

Take a couple shots
‘till I drop the cup
Knocked out, blue

Missing all my friends
All my dogs
I’m here without you

I’m coming to my senses
I’ve lost all my senses

Reminiscing
On the past to
Where it is that
This has ended

On a road so full of
Broken bones
And
It started growing up
Inside of a broken home

And has led me to
Thesе alleyways
Down these darkеst roads

I just want to for-real smile
And
Feel loved
Throughout my soul

But

Every time, that I grow
More close, comes a wolf
Knocking at my door
I flee from my foes
I want to breathe
But
With knees to my neck
I’m pressed down to the floor
I try to get up, but
It seems I can’t

I’m overthrown

“The enemy, pursues me, for it knows
I am too weak, to stand on my own
To start, when I have not yet begun
Seems impossible, when you’re alone
The wind blows, in the tree’s, so I know
When they overtake me, you; will be there.”

Years passing by
Still I’m cleaning up
The wild

Messes from all of
The parties and the drugs
That formed in piles

Only fear is one day
When its good again
They’ll come and file

Court case’s from mistakes
Made from when I would act like a child

“Ignorance
Is no excuse”

But
Back then
I couldn’t dial
What was rational
And
What it was
That could start a trial

‘I am that I am’
I’ve accepted that, and
I’ve made changes

Living far away from those
That I grew up with, only hating

Where I’m at right now, not saying
Hate how it is I’m behaving
I will not let you break in, when there’s
Brighter days on pavement
Gleams of sunlight and the radiance
On their faces when that Enzo passes
And
Light shining from metallic
Paint, hit their glasses
Staring out the window
Driving by and I am waving
This is but a dream, I’ll never
Know what the rich and
The famous, live like
I came from them places
We were young kids only playing
Card tricks in bike rims, and making
Engine sounds like we were slangin’
Dope to buy those motorbikes the cool
Kids had, their parents banking;
Bought them whatever would make them
Happy for a couple days when
Seen the poor one’s like myself all down
It was their entertainment
With cards that they gave me
Turned from Joker to King

It's amazing

“If you feel trapped, like you can’t get out
Of a dark place that you are rooted in, tied
To something you look back on and know
Was bad, you can give it all to me; I’m here.”

When it hits, that
You’re grown up
And I’m only breaking
Through the surface, and
Although I can’t look in a mirror
In fear of what its yearning
I am learning that this game is
Changing, here’s my chance to
Regain purpose, yeah; I deserve this

Everything I know I’m not

From what is me now; is unholy

I want to know the man in the mirror, and
Know that he is your goalie
You're my king, and
I serve you fully
But
I’m so afraid, that it’s too late
“its not”
The signs
Show me

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