Reality bites

***Θάρρος ή αλήθεια?
Εγώ δεν καταλαβαίνω το διαχωρισμό. Θέλει θάρρος για να πεις την αλήθεια και ακόμα περισσότερο για να την ακούσεις. Γιατί η αλήθεια πονάει. Όμως μερικές φορές το ψέμα πονάει περισσότερο.***

Why don't you fly with me?

You say you're my hero, you say you're my hope. You say I'm your princess, your empress, your dope.I say I am worried, I say you might lie and if you don't trust me, there's no where to fly.Why don't you believe me? Why don't you give up? Why won't you relieve me? Why don't you just stop?If I am your princess ,then where is my crown?I should feel protected, but I still feel alone

I won't give you anger, I won't give you fear
I'll just think of somewhere different from here

The city sun sets over me

Life's hard.
It's supposed to be.
If we didn't suffer, we'd never learn anything.

But I dont feel afraid

As long as I gaze on waterloo sunset

I am in paradise