Submission lyrics

Artist  : Galleon 
Song : Submission



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She wakes up with wonder 
And fragments from yesterdays night 
Her heart is full of anger 
But her head just can´t get it right 
 
She´s on her fifteenth year 
And she´s ready got blackouts 
She´s on her fifteenth year 
Were will that lead from here 
 
Last nights hero has suddenly lost his charm 
She feels trapped in his embrace 
So she gently just move his arm 
 
She´s on her fifteenth year 
And she´s ready got blackouts 
She´s on her fifteenth year 
Were will it lead from here... 
 
 
Behind her shelter: 
 
And she´s got roses in her window 
And a cat is her best friend 
She´s never taking chances 
Always worried to offend 
 
And she´s got leather on her body 
But silk inside her heart 
And if her dad had time to listen 
He would have made a better start 
 
To get behind her shelter 
She dreams behind her shelter 
Get behind her shelter , she dreams behind her
shelter  
 
And she dreams a lot 
And she cries a lot.... 
 
 
Walking in circles: 
 
Late on friday nights 
They used to meat downtown 
It´s their idea of fun 
Screaming , making noice 
Smoking , discussing boys 
 
And the little girl with big blue eyes surrender
to the night 
Deciding only to do what´s right 
 
She always lives in her dreams 
Always walking in circles 
 
She tries to do whats right 
But theres to many rules 
Both at home and in school 
She escapes , to paperback novels 
Meets another worlds 
Things she never heard 
 
And the life she lives 
Seems more and more unreal 
Until she almost cannot feel 
 
She always lives in her dreams 
Always walking in circles 
She always lives in her dreams 
Always walking in circles 
 
 
You shouldn´t come around: 
 
Her parents said that they couldn´t cope with her
 
and her strange friends 
So they got her a small flat and even helped her
pay the rent 
But the money came in letters with no messages
inside 
And when she tried to contact them 
they told her what they had decide 
 
You shouldn´t come around here 
You shouldn´t come around here no more 
You shouldn´t come around here 
You shouldn´t come around here no more 
 
She didn´t do so well in school , she didn´t do
so well anywhere 
But it kept her occupied just to figure out what
to wear 
She got all her friends there they helped her to
keep her mind 
But the headmaster decided she was only wasting
time 
 
You shouldn´t come around here 
You shouldn´t come around here no more 
You shouldn´t come around here 
You shouldn´t come around here no more 
 
Where should she go... 
 
 
Black orchids: 
 
They sneake around like rats 
In old empty houses 
And their only intrest is 
To make their slow suicide undisturbed 
She recognized herself 
Paid for but forgotten 
Her new friends helped her 
And soon she was submerged 
 
She wouldn´t listen to me 
Why can´t she lsiten to me 
Please listen to me... 
 
 
Worshiping the needle: 
 
She say I don´t know nothing 
She say I strech my mouth when I talk 
She say I have no experience 
It seems I´ve only just learned how to walk 
 
But I´ve seen a mother with a child that´s no
larger than a rat 
And I know the reason why 
Mother shared her life with a man they called the
bat 
He sold to afford to buy 
 
Am I wrong , she´s worshiping the needle 
And I don´t know if I´m wrong 
She´s worshiping the needle 
And I don´t know what to do 
 
I´ve seen a thousands faces 
Marked by a thousands changes , all gone 
Peoples with visions , people with dreams all
gone 
 
I´ve seen people that was only skin and bone 
Signs of death in a face 
The rides we take to patch up our borling lives 
Could wipe out the human race 
 
Am I wrong , she´s worshiping the needle 
And I don´t know if I´m wrong 
She´s worshiping the needle 
And I don´t know what to do... 
 
 
End of story: 
 
She only goes out at night 
Looking for someone to hold her tight 
It doesn´t meen much anyway 
She sells her body away 
She´s gotta make it pay 
 
So she crawls out of her dreams 
She can´t do without them it seems 
She wants to get inside her head 
So she stays in her bed 
And she´s letting her lifeblood flow . . . .