Musica de Lacuna Coil del Genero: Gothic Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Gothic son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Lacuna Coil tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog LetrasFM, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Gothic, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
Paranoia...
In which I think that I'm not confident.
Blood into my hand, blood into my hand,
Blood into my hands, I can't deny.
A buzz into my ear that makes me mad.
But I don't look back, while I'm waiting to die.
I don't look back, in a weird lullaby,
I carry on, and the hope in my heart is dried.
But I don't look back and I cannot reply.
I don't look back while I'm waiting to lie.
I carry on, while they want to decide for me.
Once again, once again...
Living in their cage;
Living in their cage;
They're killing me.
Once again...
Living in their cage;
Living in their cage;
They're killing me.
Paranoia...
in which I think that I'm not confident.
Tiny hope that burns into my breath.
A bitter smile delights me in the end.
But I don't look back, while I'm waiting to die.
I don't look back, in a weird lullaby,
I carry on, and the hope in my heart is dried.
But I don't look back and I cannot reply.
I don't look back, while I'm waiting to lie.
I carry on, while they want to decide for me.
Once again, once again...
Living in their cage;
Living in their cage;
They're killing me.
Once again...
Living in their cage;
Living in their cage;
They're killing me,
killing me!
But I don't look back, while I'm waiting to die.
I don't look back, in a weird lullaby,
I carry on, and the hope in my heart is dried.
But I don't look back and I cannot reply.
I don't look back, while I'm waiting to lie.
I carry on, while they want to decide for me.
Once again, once again...
Living in their cage;
Living in their cage;
They're killing me.
Once again...
Living in their cage;
Living in their cage;
They're killing me, killing me...