This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Think my thoughts and pronounce my words.
Open your mouth and i shall place the sounds and shapes.
Close the book but mark the page.
One quick peek will teach you how to act.
I will pull your strings the way i want to.
I will have as many puppets as i want to.
My little me's will never be yours again.
Create you by my image and shape you like my very own fantasy island.
I will be your god, your guide, your teacher, and your master.
Dream my dreams. Swallow me whole.
Give in to the jealousy and hate the two of us for it.
Keeping a secret must be easier than this.
Go through my memory trunk and build yours.
Popsicles tricycles slingshots sleepy are we there yet?
Flip through my old pictures and make them yours.
Distant familiar scent
Are now gonna be yours (he who controls the past controls the future).
Wear my new clothes and be my harmless mischief.
Read. Think. Learn. Play. Forget.
Events are endless and repetitive.
Stuck in the circle of stupidity.
Dirty dull morons spinning and laughing.
Imbeciles every bent knee too shall break.
Hitting our heads. Burning our eyes. Smile and go on.
There's one more lover at the corner of first street.
Waiting to be lied to. Eager to believe one more time.
Who will be the next one in line?
My hands are itching for another touch.
Another handshake. Another smile.
Another sincerity goes down the drain.
I can't accept your offering because it's not made of me.
Love me like him and i will hate you like me.
portuguese:
Pense meus pensamentos e pronuncie minhas palavras.
Abra sua boca e eu colocarei os sons e formas
Feche o livro mas marque a página
Uma breve olhada te ensinará como agir
Puxarei suas cordas da maneira que quiser
Terei quantos fantoches quiser
Meus pequenos eus nunca serão seus novamente
Criar você pela minha imagem e te moldar como minha própria ilha da fantasia
Serei seu deus, seu guia, seu professor, seu mestre
Sonhe meus sonhos, engula-me inteiro
Se renda ao ciúme e odeie-nos por isto
Guardar um segredo deve ser mais fácil do que isto
Mexa em meu baú de memórias e faca-o seu
Sonolento já chegamos lá?
Veja minhas fotos antigas e faca-as suas
Distante fragrância familiar agora será sua
Vista minhas roupas e seja minha inofensiva malcriacão
Leia. Pense. Aprenda. Brinque. Esqueca.
Eventos intermináveis e repetitivos
Presos no círculo de estupidez
Velhos imundos idiotas, girando em círculos e sorrindo
Imbecis, todo joelho dobrado se quebrará
Batendo nossas cabecas. Queimando nossos olhos
Sorria e siga em frente
Há mais um amante na esquina da primeira rua
Esperando para ouvir uma mentira. Ansiosos para acreditar mais uma vez
Quem será o próximo da fila? Minhas mãos cocam por um último toque
Outro aperto de mão. Outro sorriso. Outra sinceridade escapa pelo ralo
Não posso aceitar sua oferenda porque ela não é feita de mim
Ame-me como ele e eu te odiarei como eu
Open your mouth and i shall place the sounds and shapes.
Close the book but mark the page.
One quick peek will teach you how to act.
I will pull your strings the way i want to.
I will have as many puppets as i want to.
My little me's will never be yours again.
Create you by my image and shape you like my very own fantasy island.
I will be your god, your guide, your teacher, and your master.
Dream my dreams. Swallow me whole.
Give in to the jealousy and hate the two of us for it.
Keeping a secret must be easier than this.
Go through my memory trunk and build yours.
Popsicles tricycles slingshots sleepy are we there yet?
Flip through my old pictures and make them yours.
Distant familiar scent
Are now gonna be yours (he who controls the past controls the future).
Wear my new clothes and be my harmless mischief.
Read. Think. Learn. Play. Forget.
Events are endless and repetitive.
Stuck in the circle of stupidity.
Dirty dull morons spinning and laughing.
Imbeciles every bent knee too shall break.
Hitting our heads. Burning our eyes. Smile and go on.
There's one more lover at the corner of first street.
Waiting to be lied to. Eager to believe one more time.
Who will be the next one in line?
My hands are itching for another touch.
Another handshake. Another smile.
Another sincerity goes down the drain.
I can't accept your offering because it's not made of me.
Love me like him and i will hate you like me.
portuguese:
Pense meus pensamentos e pronuncie minhas palavras.
Abra sua boca e eu colocarei os sons e formas
Feche o livro mas marque a página
Uma breve olhada te ensinará como agir
Puxarei suas cordas da maneira que quiser
Terei quantos fantoches quiser
Meus pequenos eus nunca serão seus novamente
Criar você pela minha imagem e te moldar como minha própria ilha da fantasia
Serei seu deus, seu guia, seu professor, seu mestre
Sonhe meus sonhos, engula-me inteiro
Se renda ao ciúme e odeie-nos por isto
Guardar um segredo deve ser mais fácil do que isto
Mexa em meu baú de memórias e faca-o seu
Sonolento já chegamos lá?
Veja minhas fotos antigas e faca-as suas
Distante fragrância familiar agora será sua
Vista minhas roupas e seja minha inofensiva malcriacão
Leia. Pense. Aprenda. Brinque. Esqueca.
Eventos intermináveis e repetitivos
Presos no círculo de estupidez
Velhos imundos idiotas, girando em círculos e sorrindo
Imbecis, todo joelho dobrado se quebrará
Batendo nossas cabecas. Queimando nossos olhos
Sorria e siga em frente
Há mais um amante na esquina da primeira rua
Esperando para ouvir uma mentira. Ansiosos para acreditar mais uma vez
Quem será o próximo da fila? Minhas mãos cocam por um último toque
Outro aperto de mão. Outro sorriso. Outra sinceridade escapa pelo ralo
Não posso aceitar sua oferenda porque ela não é feita de mim
Ame-me como ele e eu te odiarei como eu
Lyrics submitted by iraqigangstakid
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