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Yield
02:36
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It seems like age-old wisdoms will never start to make sense
And clearly, you can see that I've got nothing in the palm of my hands
Please stop pretending you care
I'm far away from despair
(I've got bent, but I'm not broken)
Tomorrow I'll be long gone
But will not be me all alone
Make beliefs are so hard to perceive
Now I just wanna leave
In my point of view
Moving on is never giving up
A thousand times we've lost
Our sinking feeling - has lost its meaning
Losing all doubt
Though can't decide
What you have lost, can't leave behind
Live oaks and smell of smoke
Bleak scene yet unexposed
Pale light and trembling shadows
Saved my wits from the gallows
The more things change, the more I believe it's true
That even love at first sight can be overdue
Tried too hard to tame my sorrow meanwhile
Forgot the task of a sober mind
And burned holes in a broken heart
The gap's wide open and keeps growing
Two different mindsets
Everything we loved, we shared
Paved our way to our painful, tragic end
I've got bent, but I'm not broken (3X)
It seems those age-old wisdoms now do make frustrating sense
And now you can clearly see that I've really got nothing in the palm of my hands
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2. |
Floud
02:55
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Lost all control
Burned the bridges we came across
Unwillingly struck the match
Sense of duty, deep, distant memory
Away from reality, how can't we see
When united we hate
Unless divided we destroy
(divided we fall)
We’re born to serve so please exploit...
It was never on purpose
We're adjusting to the trends
They planted bombs, we set the timing
and will do over again
We pulled the trigger with our own two hands
We pulled the trigger, we pulled the trigger again
Have seen it coming
But turned our head straight the other way
From this mental massacre you can’t back out midway
Well these lines can’t tell the awful shame and hate I feel
Can’t understand, it’s time for water ordeal
It was never on purpose
We're adjusting to the trends
They planted bombs, we set the timing
and will do over again
We pulled the trigger with our own two hands
We pulled the trigger, we pulled the trigger again
Can try to even the odds
Challenge the frauds
It’s time to emerge above this untamed mess before we collapse
This place has been overcast by the clouds of ignorance and hatred
Our fate has been misread
In case we step out of line
Our crooked system may decline
The laws of night may come to light.
It was never on purpose
We're adjusting to the trends
They planted bombs, we set the timing
and will do over again
We pulled the trigger with our own two hands
We pulled the trigger, we pulled the trigger again
The trigge
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3. |
Trenches
03:20
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The time has come we parted ways to kill our past
Cause I'm sick and tired of this bullshit and that you never saved your breath
All hope is lost, all joy is gone
From this long forgotten song
You mark a stain on my soul which oceans could not clean
One standing argument proving the pain unseen
Even oceans can’t clean
Even the seven seas of the world can’t clean
I spiraled down like a burndown match that you just threw
Unconscious falling, mesmerized by the years been through
Turned into gray, died straight away
I can’t believe that I have bet and now failed the highest stake
With differences we had
The distance should’ve been kept
Two damaged, unusual, inverse forms
Will never again make a whole
How could we pledge our allegiance
With practical convenience
Two damaged, unusual, inverse forms
Will never ever make a whole
How could we pledge our allegiance
With practical convenience
The time has come we parted ways to kill our past
Cause I'm sick and tired of this bullshit and that you never saved your breath
All hope is lost, all joy is gone
From this long forgotten song
You mark a stain on my soul which oceans could not clean
One standing argument proving the pain unseen
Even oceans can’t clean
Even the seven seas of the world can’t clean
Depths of despair although at ease
Have lost all hope by small degrees
Desperate cases require desperate remedies
I’ve heard time is constantly ripe
To do the right, hide my stubborn pride
Seasons change so do you and I
Can’t see there’s no point in turning a blind eye
Two damaged, unusual, inverse forms
Will never again make a whole
How could we pledge our allegiance
With practical convenience
Two damaged, unusual, inverse forms
Will never ever make a whole
How could we pledge our allegiance
With practical convenience
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4. |
Cliff
00:26
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5. |
nosedive
02:48
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Take a closer look and maybe you will see
What seemed so flourishing years ago is nothing but a shade of grey
One massive piece of shit
Masked with prosperity
Never existed, fake integrity
It barely matters what we do
The leaders of today
Will be the leaders of the tomorrow
Let’s face it now
Maybe I appear a little bit cynical in your eyes
But these past years have taught me that I cannot take a side
Playing on the nature of our own kind
If you hear it once, there’s a second time
Then its fair enough, can do the trick
Your mutiny’s completely impolitic
Transition of ’89 was born to be hanged
And don’t surprise as we all shall drown
Used it to build a deep trench
Splitting us 2, even 4
While ethics nosediving to the floor
Maybe I appear a little bit cynical in your eyes
But these past years have me taught that I cannot take your side
Can’t see we’re waiting for the kick on the chair
That meant to be the solid base of our welfare
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6. |
Reprise
02:53
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The clock on my 2-tone wall chimed at midnight
But I'm still awake
Buried moments toxicating my mind
And I'm still awake
I swear I've tried
Blinding headaches racking me from time to time
Vicious circles running in my head
It seems I'm always back here at the loose ends
I don't have the guts to throw away our past
Those cloud-locked mornings
I wish I could watch this mess
Through the same smoke-hazed eyes
Right back here, my life turns into dust
Now it's me, lying hopeless
Trying to weather the storm you made, you made.
Sunset is just a lowering bright light behind the clouds.
When you come around.
Your dream was just to have a dream
Mostly busy finding excuses
Why can't you see
Retrospective, reactive,
Pointing and blaming and hate
It wasn't me, you're to be blamed
Roaming this maze
Of small and darkening alleys
And I curb my impatience, suffering from a dying sequence.
Should have forget that we met, preserve the sanity I had.
And I curb my impatience
Deafening silence broken only by heavy rain
Hammering the pain I feel
Right back here, my life turns into dust
Now it's me, lying hopeless
Trying to weather the storm you made, you made.
Sunset is just a lowering bright light behind the clouds
When you come around
Behind the clouds
Over and over staggering from all your lies
Sunset is just a lowering bright light behind the clouds
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7. |
Focused
03:35
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Heads up
Until the lights go off
My lungs never stop aching
I do feel pain, my head is breaking up
I can break through, after my grief is gone
I should start pick up the pieces
I'm shattered but I won't stop breathing
I stood up right after my body collapsed
No one can change this
No one can change this
And nothing seems true, what you and I have been through
Deep in your mind you
See this like I do
I pull myself under the surface, no wonder
Why I stand alone, your solutions never bring me joy
So I'm on my own
Your place is not my home
I'll move on, fate never fell short,
Fuelled by hate stem from discomfort
I stood up right after my body collapsed
No one can change this
No one can change this
And nothing seems true what you and I have been through
Well, you must confess
You were not impressed
Forgive me for I have sinned
Learned the lesson but I never truly believed
In the pit of despair, a place yet unknown
I shouldn't wonder why I stand alone
I refuse to drag down in the pit stop
Watching from the sidelines as we talk
Well, in case of fire I know that I will burn alone
Tip of the sun crested the horizon
Turned this desert into a crimson sea
No sign of rain or roaring hurricane
To wash away my pain
So my grief will still remain
I can't drown here, but really can I?
Will I ever make this out alive?
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8. |
Haven
03:02
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Few tracks running side by side
First up to the sky
The others going down # in a steep decline
Remember the words you’ve been told
I refuse to sell
My future, worth more than gold #
Worth more than gold
Never forget the words I’ve said
They will never see
Through my thoughts, I’m not transparent.
No, it’s not worth it
Hide it in the dark, under lock and key
Have to bury the feelings clearly resembles me
A motionless status, which is a constant fear
Goals in front of me
GOALS I CAN BARELY SEE
Drinking off the pain
I guess this is my way
Worked well a few times
Work again, I'll be fine
It was any port in a storm, wanna succeed again (again)
Ambition’s running through my veins
Cold chains are pulling me down
To the ground of this execution hall
Finally have to hide these past few years behind a wall
You know, a wall made of bricks and steel
You see, you’re handcuffed but can escape
Drinking off the pain
I guess this is my way
Worked well a few times
Work again, I'll be fine
It was any port in a storm, wanna succeed again (again)
Ambition’s running through my veins
I finished drinking off the pain
Have decided
That rising skyward is the only way
I finished drinking off the pain
Have decided
That rising skyward is the only way
I never surrender, I can take the pressure
I will go the extra mile, whatever it takes
Have decided
That rising skyward is the only way
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Have No Clue Esztergom, Hungary
fast-paced poppunk from Esztergom, Hungary
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