Heppa, tässä olis tämmöstä vähän rokahtavampaa, hieman kieli poskessa väännettyä sanotusta. Rakentavia ehdotuksia otetaan vastaan. :)
Verse 1:
Sitting in my quiet room
empty floor, not much to do
Scream and shout, I'm not getting out
caged in as if in a zoo
Post-traumatic stress disorder
what I've seen, I can't believe
Schizophrenical behaviour
a mind within itself, they say
Pre-Chorus:
(Medicate me)
(treat me)
(heal me)
Sedated
I love it
I need it
Verse 2:
I'm having it good in here
though the shirt's a bit tight on the sleeves
They keep the demons away
seventeen pills and a counseling a day
So who the hell am I to tell
that heaven's not an place Earth?
I don't know about you
but this is where I'll dwell
Pre-Chorus:
(Medicate me)
(treat me)
(heal me)
Sedated
I love it
I need it
Chorus:
Welcome to my promised land
let me show you the golden gates
Welcome to my quiet room
let me show you my secret ways
Verse 3:
Sitting in my quiet room
slowly feeling like locked in a cell
It's that laughter again
I know it far too well
Solitude in my quiet room
faded away into the gloom
Voices coming from the walls
terrified of the nightfall
Pre-Chorus:
(You hate me)
(detest me)
(repulse me)
Sedated
I love it
I need it
Welcome to my promised land
let me show you the golden gates
Welcome to my quiet room
let me show you my secret ways |
Janskeli
Drummer-K
