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Heartbeat
03:07
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I stayed up all night thinking 'bout the things you said to me.
You know I think you might be right after all,
I always tend to see my life...
From a negative perspective, I just can't stay objective.
Forgetting about the good things I've been through.
I should consider myself lucky, but somehow I forget.
Like when I'm feeling stuck here and my stubborn mind
is set on justifying my resentment on convincing myself.
LIFE FUCKING SUCKS.
But I can blame no one else.
I'm the mastermind creator of it all.
Keeping myself down to avoid the fall.
I wallow in self-pity 'till I drown.
There's no one like myself to bring me down.
Can I ever forgive myself?
For not savoring the moments that are now forever lost.
Convince myself it wasn't all a waste.
And that I did not throw my life away.
So hold on to the moment before it slips away...
Slips away, slips away...
Or you'll never forgive yourself.
For not savoring the moments that will be forever lost.
DON'T THROW YOUR LIFE, THROW YOUR LIFE AWAY.
And think of all the things in life that we all take for granted,
Cause before we know it, it's all gone.
In a heartbeat, it's all gone.
In the blink of an eye.
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Horizon
02:49
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That tired face I see in the mirror,
I know it from somewhere... could it be any clearer?
Just an older version of the boy within.
Just an old diversion of original sin.
Where did all the dreams go?
All the things I was gonna do.
Somehow life got in the way.
Now I'm stuck here looking back on better days,
Contemplating the uncertainty that lies ahead.
Looking out the window, watching the sun set.
Gotta make it happen some day, somehow, somewhere.
But for now I'm just killing time, watching the horizon.
Moving forward, one step at the time.
Maybe it's a waste but I'm trying to find,
A brain for the scarecrow,
A heart for the tin-man,
And courage for the lion,
But I keep falling down cause...
Time doesn't stop just because I slow down!
I'm standing still while the rest of the world moves on
at a pace that I just can't follow..
I can't keep up.
Maybe it will happen some day, somehow, somewhere.
But for now I'm just killing time, watching the horizon.
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3. |
Face to Face
02:28
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In a desperate attempt of drunken late nights.
I try to cling on to the youthfulness of this life.
3 months and counting, and I'm still doubting.
If I'm really ready to take on this responsibility.
Well, I guess that we will just have to wait and see.
But one thing is for sure, I can't take any more of this.
'Cause I have no more time to waste.
And I will soon stand face to face
With what might be the biggest challenge of my life.
Never knew that I could be so scared and happy at the same time.
This confusion is total and sometimes I just want to run and hide.
But if a minute of doubt adds up to hours, days months and years,
I would lose a lifetime to my fears.
Don't want to lose a lifetime to my fears.
I refuse to lose a lifetime to fears.
'Cause I have no more time to waste.
And I will soon stand face to face
With what might be the biggest challenge of my life.
Never knew that I could be so scared happy at the same time.
Laugh and cry at the same time.
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On to the Streets
02:28
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Education is a privilege not all of us are given.
And these social structures re-assure that the wealth remains
In the pockets and bank accounts of the already wealthy.
Knowledge is power.
Might be a worn out statement, but it remains the truth.
Always has and always will.
Fed up and out of patience, frustration spills... out on the streets.
The tables are turning.
The cities are burning.
And the fact still remains that in the eyes of justice...
We are not the same.
Money makes the world go 'round.
No one stands up or makes a sound.
Cause silence is rewarded and no one cares if you can read or write.
The tables are turning.
The cities are burning.
And the fact still remains that in the eyes of justice...
Keep your ear to the ground,
It's all a calculated scheme.
Paranoia or total awareness.
Nothing's really what it seems.
Knowledge is power.
Might be a worn out statement, but it remains the truth.
Always has and always will.
Fed up and out of patience, frustration spills... out on the streets.
The tables are turning.
The cities are burning.
And the fact still remains that in the eyes of justice...
We are not the same.
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Slowdown
04:12
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You keep on rushing like there's no tomorrow.
And if you keep this up there probably won't be.
Don't look back,
Don't let them see you weak.
Your mind and body could sure as hell use the sleep...
So slow the fuck down!
Is it worth it?
Take some time to think it through before it consumes you.
Don't let the fuckers eat you up.
They are impossible to please.
But I guess that you won't stop,
Until we find you on your knees.
Begging for mercy... begging for your life back!
Too late!
No use in trying to get up.
Too late!
You've gotten used to giving up.
Too late!
Might as well just stay down.
And while you're down there...
Don't let the fuckers eat you up.
They are impossible to please.
But I guess that you won't stop,
Until we find you on your knees.
Begging for mercy... begging for your life back!
Slow down!
You can't keep this up, no.
Slow down!
It just ain't worth it!
Slow down!
You can't keep this up no more.
The price you're paying is just too high.
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