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Forgotten Hopes

Hello My Love

first album with my voice kinda nervous
nothing in this album is to take serious, this was made for my own entertainment, and all the lyrics are fiction.

mine 4 the money/dog

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Music & Lyrics: Van Yeghiazaryan

Lyrics: Leave me alone

Don't play with my heart
Don't play with my soul
Don't play with my mind
Don't play with my nerves
Just leave me alone
Don't play with me
'cause I'm not a toy
Yes, I'm not a toy 
I'm just a boy
Who wants to enjoy
The life 
Alone
I'm sick and tired
Of human race
Of empty faces 
Of friends and enemies 
Alone I sit 
I sit and cry
Alone I tried 
I tried and tired
Then I reached for the pen
And I started to write 
About a lonesome man 
And I felt the pain in my brain
I've destroyed their love to me 
Now I'm sitting here alone
And I have no one to talk to
And I have no one to trust
Where did I run so fast
Now I can see at last 
All the love, all the colors and the stars
Don't play with my heart
Don't play with my soul
Don't play with my mind
Don't play with my nerves
Just leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone…

Nemra - Leave Me Alone

Empyrium - Where At Night The Wood Grouse Plays

Goddamit, Andrew, if you're gonna succedd at this thing, (What thing?) this, this thing you're trying to do, you gotta stop being so damn deferential!
I can't help being deferential, it's built in.
Then change.
Change?
I have changed.
I don't mean on the outside, change on the inside.
Take chances, make mistakes. (Mistakes?) Yes!
Sometimes it's impotant not to be perfect, okay, it's important to do the wrong thing.
Do the wrong thing?
Yes.
Why?
Oh, I see, to learn from your mistakes.
No, to make them!
To find out what's real, and what's not, to find out what you feel.
Human beings are terrible messes, Andrew.
I'll grant you that.
I see, this is what is know as an irrational conversation, isn't it?
No, this is a human conversation.
It's not about being rational, it's about following your heart.
And that's what I should do?
Yes.
And you have a heart, Andrew, you do, I feel it.
I don't even believe it sometimes, but I do feel it.
And in order to follow that heart, one must do the wrong thing.
Yes.
Thank you.


But you're not married yet!
No, two weeks from Saturday. {?} You absolutly positive you're doing the right thing?
Positive.
You're not getting married. *scoffs* I'm never absolutly positive about anything.
So you could be doing the wrong thing.
No, I'm pretty sure I'm doing the right thing.
Great.
Why is that great?
Well, in your apartment, you told me to do the wrong thing.
Now, you are not doing the wrong thing, you're doing the right thing.
Safe to say, you're not following your own advice, 'cause if you were, you would definetly not be marrying this man Charles.
Because I would be doing the right thing.
Precisely.
In some strange way, you're starting to make sense.
Good.
D'you have any idea what it's like to be in love with someone who's about to marry someone else?
Somebody who's totally magnificent, someone who walks into a room and lights it up like the sun?
Someone who you know is lying to herself?
Lying?
Convincingly, very very much so.
About what?
That you don't love me.
When I know in at least some way you do.
But how do you know that?
Portcia, I have done everything inside and out.
But that stuff doesn't matter to me.
Well something matters, 'cause I have to believe that if nothing mattered, you'd love me, and not some man who's chin can sink the Titanic! (*sobbing*) What?
See?
It's true isn't it?
I'm sorry...
Does he light you up like this?
Does he make you laugh? *sobbing* No one makes me laugh like you.
Good!
Then admit it, admit that you love me, and you want to kiss.
That's all, one quick kiss.
Just one kiss, could not jeprodize a glorious marriage.
Besides, it would also explain to me why your impulses just jumped from 66 to 102 beats per minute.
Your respiration rate has doubled.
You're putting out clouds of {?}.
Fair to read me like that.
I know, love isn't fair.
I'm reading your heart, I'm asking you to follow it.
Begging you.
Begging is supposed to be humiliating, but I don't care.
I love you, Portcia.
I've loved you the very first moment I saw you.

Empyrium - Where At Night The Wood Grouse Plays

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