• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Blindly - Warhead
• Blindly - Heroin
• Blindly - Pete Droge
• Planeta Hola - Bohemia Suburbana

(arranged by WARHEAD)
a tear drops down from your face
the wrong thing at the right place
your eyes a touch of nothing
your captured
the bloody truth is, you're stoned again
feel the needle in your veins
buy the stuff and be dead
a little higher you get
eat pills instead eating bread
emotions you share with pain
you're insane
as long as you are satisfied
you're standing on the good side
a hell's what you're living in
blindly
close the door behind your eyes
await the big surprise
the fire is burning cold
your life's sold
the stab hurts you, never care
a dead body, a living nightmare
it gets you before you can get it
the beginning of the end
the opinion you had to defend
the walk into the fire
your desire
never stop, go on and on
nothing's right but you are wrong
you have gone one step too far!

I don't (need) a (fucking) god to make me think that I am right
Because we are all so wrong.
Who the fuck wants to live forever anyways?
Yeah, sure we all worship something,
But making others feel wrong to feel right is shitty.
We are violent creatures and not half as smart as we say we are.
Making weapons all the time to kill each other off.

The trees are hiding moonlight
The clouds are lids screwed on tight
And I can hear the peaceful feel unsatisfied
And how many hours,
Till daylight towers
And won’t she meet me on the other end of night
Darkness has a way of shedding light on me
Seems the more I’m lost the more I think I see
And I can make it,
Yeah I can take it, blindly
My face is finally aging
Showing the years of raging
And I got whiskers now but still can’t grow a beard
And so many miles,
And pasted smiles
And ch ch ch chasing down my childhood dreams
Darkness has a way of shedding light on me
Seems the more I’m lost the more I think I’m free
And I can make it,
Yeah I can take it, blindly
Secret dreams are laying
Got too stuck on playing
A face that stretches out across the demon in my head
Is it a sin,
To want to win
Most regrets I’ve gathered came from caving in
Darkness has a way of shedding light on me
Seems the more I’m lost the more I’m feeling free
And I can make it,

una puerta que se cierra,
un disparo que me ciega o tal vez tres;
no hay dolor.
una rama que me quema,
mil neuronas creen qe vuelan o tal vez diez;
no hay dolor.
Planeta Hola
mil hormigas con sus dientes
son palabras que me mienten o tal vez trez;
no hay temor.
un planeta decadente
donde un burro es presidente o tal vez cien;
no hay amor.
Planeta Hola, Hola Planeta,
Planeta Hola, Hola Planeta... adios.
y aqui no queda mas para dar o recibir;
y aqui no que nada mas, no que nada mas...