Shadows Of Ourselves As Heard On:

Shadows Of Ourselves Lyrics

Coeur Mécanique où sont tes piles ?
Perdu dans un monde, tout etranger
Quelle est la raison pour tous ces mensonges
On a plus le droit de se renfermer

Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tete
Pour nous sauver de nous-meme
Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tete
Pour nous sauver de nous-meme

Quelle est cette ivresse qui nous entraine
D'ou vient tous ces mots qui m'attaquent
Plaisirs incomplets qui m'envoutent
On a plus le droit de fermer ses portes

Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tete
Pour nous sauver de nous-meme
Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tete
Pour nous sauver de nous-meme
Pour nous sauver de nous-meme
Pour nous sauver de nous-meme

English Translation:

Mechanical heart where are your batteries ?
Lost in a world totally stranger
What is the reason for all these lies
We don't have the right to withdraw anymore

I do not have time to panic
To save us from ourselves
I do not have time to panic
To save us from ourselves

What is this intoxication that pulls us
From where come all these words that attack me
Incomplete pleasures that bewitch me
We don't have the right to close these doors anymore

I do not have time to panic
To save us from ourselves
I do not have time to panic
To save us from ourselves
To save us from ourselves
To save us from ourselves
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon