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| Előadó: | Just Four |
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Look at this, as you would know thes things
This things what grind your life
It's rothing you slowly but this is the only
What made for your dreams of raise
This is your life, n' you fuckin' tired
But the mornings comin', You feel yourself so far
You can grab yourself you just keep the faith
no matter how so fuckin' hard
The scars on your skin remind for your years
Don't forget what have you done!
This was your life, but now look around
The bonfire of dreams burns on your life's ruins
Inside between the emptyness n' your fool lies
you find
the answer, the guilt, you payment for your
tears, it drowns with flow
time and time again when you fucked somethin'
the truth has fall to pieces
walkin in purity i hear her say to me
you don't pass!!!
cause i always catch the moment what let the
things broke
n' i never made a step for my dreams
i wake up with the dope, n' a lot of alcohol
just i don't wanna feel the pain
what makes the life real for us!
- 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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