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No one seems to bother, but I will stay.
I won't tell a soul how much afraid I am.
This silent house sounds like an old man
cursing, regretting all days wasted.
I'm blowing up the lights of my own home,
the pages of my calendar won't move right now.
They got stuck between july and august
so I'm facing this darkness with recalls from the summer.
But I enjoy the shelter of the dark.
Most of good things happen at night.
Summer nights at the light of pub signs
A different shine. The longest night. Let the sun rest.
I won't stay home.
'Cause I enjoy the shelter of the dark.
Most of good things happen at night.
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2. |
Reality
03:38
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Broke my teeth,
smashed my face into a wall called reality.
The world kept spinning.
I tripped and fell.
I shook the dust and got up.
I'll start again, I swear it won't be the same.
Another day.
The world seems quiet now.
A silent crowd for this horror show.
There is no sense.
Imagination locked away by anxiety
about losing your welfare
Reality.
Am I still dreaming?
Reality.
The truth still hidden.
Reality.
Do we all live in?
Reality.
Reality,
that thing you call living.
Another lie to keep you waiting
for something else.
Worthless dreams.
Your happiness depends only on yourself.
Reality.
Am I still dreaming?
Reality.
The truth still needed.
Reality.
Do we all live in?
Reality (Where are we?)
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3. |
Bottoms up
03:17
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'Cause we are too young
so cheers to everyone I know
that we all sometimes love fooling around.
If they don't understand...
I've spent my days in local bars
drinking beer till falling down.
I'd always stood up and asked for another round.
Going out, 'cause the duty called.
Didn't mattered if there was rain or sun.
Same routine. Ask for another one!
So please fill my cup and I'll be fine
Even when my feet don't respond.
So come on my friends, bottoms up
I strongly refuse to call the night.
We still have plenty of time,
so come on my friends, bottoms up.
Someone your age should be more mature
and don't behave like a child would.
Could you, please, stop fooling arround?
You should get a steady job.
Don't you know that you're getting old
Leave the night, it's for the young
So please fill my cup and I'll be fine
Even when my feet don't respond.
So come on my friends, bottoms up
I strongly refuse to call the night.
We still have plenty of time,
so come on my friends, bottoms up.
'Cause we are too young
so cheers to everyone I know
that we all sometimes love fooling around.
If they don't understand fuck 'em all.
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4. |
Digging
02:09
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I've been digging on the ground,
with my own bare hands.
Searching for a sign.
Only doing what I felt
it was right at that time.
Awful moment, worst place.
No one understood a word .
I never seemed to care.
I'll stay the same.
Come what may.
Some things are hard to change
no matter how hard you try.
I will follow my own path
if you ask me one more time.
Only trying to understand
what made us turn this way.
And it's best for you to know
I can burst into flames.
Like the city of Pompeii
Like a statue I'll remain
I'll stay the same.
Come what may.
Some things are hard to change
no matter how hard you try.
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5. |
Step by step
02:39
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I'm assuming that this is the end
of false hope and sense of despair.
Road's unknown but we're leading the way
in every single step that we take
I'm amazed about this pace. Inside our heads
decisions we should make once again.
I'm not afraid, I closed the door
to choices I have made once before.
There are paths I could never thought to face.
Different barriers to cross along the way.
Ghosts that chase us, hounding us again.
Air is thicker and it makes it hard to breath.
I'm amazed about this pace. Inside our heads
decisions we should make once again.
I'm not afraid, I closed the door
to choices I have made once before.
I'm not afraid, to walk this floor
covered with dust and empty words.
The slippery slope that we walk
make check every footprint we've drawn,
in this unpaved abandoned road
we won't ask for directions to go on.
On and on, step by step.
Decisions we should make once again.
I'm not afraid, I closed the door
to choices I have made once before.
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6. |
Your eyes
02:32
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Your eyes bleed for holding tears
I know you're hurting
for so long since the last year.
She called so worried
asking "What else can I do to help you out?"
I've got no clue.
It's difficult to talk. I'm learning
to express myself without saying again how deeper
this well can be or how long I can drawn inside myself.
A private hell
We can turn this around
We can face our problems
One day this misery will pass, I know it.
We'll leave all our worries behind.
Our problems, they are already in the past, let them rust.
Follow me now.
We can turn this around
We can face our problems
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7. |
Goodbye to good times
02:38
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We were joyfull for some time
but now all has turned to black.
Different now than it was back then.
Hard for you to understand.
Now it seems, it is in the wind
ash and smoke, a whisper.
Goodbye.
A new fire that burns at night
the flames are higher now.
Different now than it was back then.
With a spark all goes to hell.
Now it seems, it's in the wind
ash and smoke, a whisper
like a scream, something real
Just a word, a whisper
Goodbye.
Goodbye, Goodbye. (Goodbye to good times)
Goodbye, Goodbye. (Goodbye to good times)
Goodbye, Goodbye. (Goodbye to good times)
Goodbye, Goodbye. (Goodbye to good times)
Goodbye, Goodbye. (Goodbye to good times)
Goodbye, Goodbye. Goodbye to good times
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