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A faded sun arose
Takes a breath, and it knows
It’s waiting, just waiting
On what never shows
The eye that keeps us free
Now has forgotten how to see
Off duty
Although an eyemask too has a certain discrete beauty
Sad mistake
Don’t ever compromise
Stand up and take what’s in front of your eyes
It’s time for just no brains, be all brawn, be all brawn
There’s no map, the compass is long gone
There’s no more glow in the stars
Comfort is easier than moving on, living on
The laid back, the casual
No plans, not rational
The price is too sour
Two steps back with twice the power
The condition incurable
You could take the fall now or any hour
A comforting state tends to devour
Many years you survived now
So many dead ends made you see somehow
It did not make you grow anyhow
Sad mistake
Don’t ever compromise
Stand up and take what’s in front of your eyes
It’s time for just no brains, be all brawn, be all brawn
There’s no map, the compass is long gone
There’s no more glow in the stars
Comfort is easier than moving on, living on
You want to believe
You couldn’t do it elsewise
It’s part of your perception
That your body is God’s creation
Or the promised land of attraction
So there’s no need to do anything
Learn how to walk is more than enough
Just to step aside and be tough
Sad mistake
Don’t ever compromise
Stand up and take what’s in front of your eyes
It’s time for just no brains, be all brawn, be all brawn
There’s no map, the compass is long gone
There’s no more glow in the stars
Comfort is easier than moving on, living on
- A mai napon ellopták a Balkán Fanatik zenekar buszát, benne a teljes dobszerkóval, csináltam egy listát a benne lévő hangszerekről, kérlek osszátok ahol tudjátok - írta közösségi oldalán a dobos, Benedeczky Sándor.
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