A little life

Try not to miss me when I'm gone Ð

You stole my eyes Never give them back You tried to kiss me Set a shiver on my neck Wild river Wet golden shrine You stole my mind And tried to kill me

نوعی از شکنجه به اسم "Waterboarding" یا غرق مصنوعی وجود داره که امکان نفس‌کشیدن فرد بازداشتی رو از بین می‌بره و اون با هر نفس به جای تنفس هوا، آب وارد مجاری ریه خودش می‌کنه. یه زندانی توی گوانتانامو 183 بار به این روش شکنجه شده و این آهنگ بی کلام رو هم به یاد اون ساختن.

Does anybody know what we are looking for Another hero, another mindless crime Behind the curtain, in the pantomime Hold the line Does anybody want to take it anymore Inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile, still, stays on Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance Another heartache, another failed-romance I guess I'm learning I must be warmer now I'll soon be turning, round the corner now Outside the dawn is breaking But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free Ð

I've opened up my eyes just to find out you're all blind Blacken out the sky and let the arrows fly It's never over, not 'til it's over Outside looking in, when do the nightmares end? Over and over, until it's over Make a wish, say a prayer Hope that someone is out there Ð

While this town is busy sleeping All the noise has died away I walk the streets to stop my weeping 'Cause she'll never change her ways Don't fool yourself She was heartache from the moment that you met her My heart feels so still As I try to find the will to forget her, somehow Oh, I think I've forgotten her now