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Unsent Letter
00:43
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Here’s our private letter to you
What we will never send
Finding bliss in our lives
Breaking out from the habit
Giving ourselves the credit
Climbing mountains till the top
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2. |
Crossroads
03:10
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I will never keep myself from thinking about
Where did I go wrong?
It’s not that easy
But I know if I’ll continue this I will end up alone
And it’s haunting me
Harsh feelings came across my mind
In my mid 20s
It’s not the easiest time facing the truth
Options I have
Which way to go I must select
I should start learning from the signs
But I guess I won’t have enough time
It’s another year, another oath for myself
And for everyone else
I thought I will never possess
The knowledge that you gave me
But I still think you should save me from yourself
‘cause I don’t care what you’ll have to say.
Always look ahead, ask why...
Always give your best and try...
To identify what you've seen
The only crossroads in between
Just need to take a look around
Have seen results of going down
Like ninepins in raging hurricane
Dead pilot driving his plane
It’s another year, another oath for myself
And for everyone else
I thought I will never possess
The knowledge that you gave me
But I still think you should save me from yourself
‘cause I don’t care what you’ll have to say.
One boring and truly gray
One joyful and I pray
To find the way what’s perfect
Which one is really wrecked?
This was the last time
When I did share my
Deeper thoughts with you
So I can stay true
Always look ahead, ask why...
Always give your best and try...
To identify what you've seen
The only crossroads in between
This was the last time
When I did share my
Deeper thoughts with you
So I can stay true
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I still feel the
Anger running through our veins
Searching something but lost the trace
Screaming out loud
Tearing walls down
Killing instinct’s way too profound
We’ve learned the lesson told us well
Conquered the mindsets in our head
Yeah, listen to the bullshit they say
Push aside what’s in your way!
No, we will stand on our feet
No, we have to take control
We throw our heritage away
What used to be coloured is now gray
A strange mix of black and white
Purely evil without doubt
Like horde of predators
Get rid of the weak
Reflects the same patterns
What happens on the streets
Let’s all unite, it’s killing time
It’s killing time
They force their will on us
But we are not that lost
No, we will stand on our feet
No, we have to take control
No, we will stand on our feet
No, we have to take control
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4. |
Turned Your Back
01:22
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I can't believe this happens to me
Managed to collect all the pieces lost way back then
And for me it’s all just a dream.
Finally put things together.
You came home, you helped me
Put things in the right order.
Everything just worked out fine.
Always acting strong, pretending to be ok
But inside there's a storm
DESTROYING WHAT WE’VE BUILT FROM
The ruins of our past
All the good times that we’ve left
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Everything has a blurry shape
Watching the sight through the screen scratched at least
A million times by trees
Trapped in dead valleys
Thinking about recent tales been told
I’ve never felt so uncontrolled
Challenges everywhere I see
In shapes of ever-growing weeds.
We’re rolling, we’re on the road
We’re rolling, we’re on the road
And we’ll keep singing
Who-o-o
Who-o-o
And we’ll keep rolling
Only hate the road
When you’re missing home
One last check on everything we brought
To be sure there’s nothing left back
Hangover’s ripping out my guts
But we’re still running on our tracks.
I’m coming home
To the place where I used to belong
Before I’ve betrayed my friends and family for the road
So stop searching the answers for pointless questions
‘Cause I still keep reaching for my goals
And I will never be the same
No, I will never take the blame
Keep all your promises in mind
Try not to smash into the ground
We’re rolling, we’re on the road
We’re rolling, we’re on the road
I’m coming home
To the place where I used to belong
Before I’ve betrayed my friends and family for the road
So stop searching the answers for pointless questions
‘Cause I still keep reaching for my goals
Keep reaching for my goals
Keep reaching for my goals
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6. |
13 Weeks and 1000 Miles
03:02
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Something is hiding
Under my skin
Trying to break into surface,
Am I against it?
Or let things flow
Just the way they go
We made memories for years
Though it was only 4 months
Now thousand miles from you
It feels like 13 weeks for sure.
Started a while ago
Months passed us by
I still don’t know
Should I say goodbye
You’re bringing breeze of light
That calms down storm inside
Breaking raging waves
I must find a way out
We made memories for years
Though it was only 4 months
Now thousand miles from you
It feels like, feels like...
You know the direction
We are heading at.
Way till the finish line
Full of barriers to cross
Counting all the pros and cons
Struggling hard inside
I’m pretty sure I decided right
I just let things flow (let flow)
They did as they usually do.
You know the direction
We are heading at.
Way till the finish line
Full of barriers to cross
Counting all the pros and cons
Struggling hard inside
I’m pretty sure I decided right
I just let things flow (let flow)
They did as they usually do.
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Have No Clue Esztergom, Hungary
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