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The Coming Of Age
03:27
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the light of the last candle passed away
my heart is beating in my throat
i glance up to the sky
i feel my body tremble
i need some guidance
expose my weakness with dignity
the emotions i feel are real
no matter if anybody feels them
picture-perfect memories
tainted with a bitter ink
i knew that they existed
i had just forgotten about them
the past is history
future is a myth
but every single moment is a gift
i have learned things about myself i'm grateful for mistakes won't define who i am
mistakes won't define who i am
i'll cry for the symphony that reaches me from the streets tonight
let my tears be your mirrors
reflecting broken wings
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2. |
Coldest Winter
02:48
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you were there for me all my life
the love you gave led me on my way
to see you broken and falling apart
it's killing me - it breaks my heart
how could it ever have come to this
could i have stopped this tragedy
i'm just the boy you held in your arms
that boy is screaming in fear that you leave
in fear that you leave
when i look back to those rough times
my heart gets darker i feel afraid
will this pain ever leave me
will you someday be ok again
or are you still wishing life away
like when i found you dying that day
i see your sadness i miss your smile
i want you to be ok again
but this is not
the way things have come to be
you carry on
you're still destroying yourself
no this is not
what i still wish things to be
why won't this end?
when will this end?
thes nights i see
a forced smile crumbling
just to reveal
this sea of pain
the way that you saw this world
and the way you saw yourself in it
you loved the morals that destroyed you
and you hated yourself for it
the storm has passed you're still alive
i'll be thankful as long as i live
i can't ask you to promise to stay
this will have to heal along the way
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Imagine
03:19
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i cannot stand all the shit going on
every single day
just swallowing all the senseless things
we are fed all of the time
we are selling our souls
just to get the feeling
that everything seems to be ok
are there just dead eyes?
blinded by the pictures they want us to see
could it be that closing my eyes is the only way to flee?
could it be that there is no one else who's feeling
the way i do
with every new dawn
i'm getting tired of asking
the same old questions
and force myself through the day
i walk
i rest
i pray
and i will see better days again
at night i raise my head
take all the strength i can get out of my hopes
and wish that every single star
will guide me to the place
where i can share my thoughts
with these hollow friends out of my dreams
i walk
i rest
i pray
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Four Walls
03:27
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am i dreaming or am i seeing nothing
i've become a broken old man
a traveler between life and death
but my mind has lived today
as i looked at faded pictures
they show me these decayed well groomed dreams
driven only by visions
and while the sun is shining on falling leaves
i never felt so fucking cold
in my head i can hear the very pulse of the machine
i never thought i would become so god damn speechless
can i deny my destiny?
can i be just someone else?
i'm just me and nothing more
are my words useless
even if i speak
like a voice that screams
but is never heard
am i just the only one
who's gifted with a spoken tongue
in these four walls
it's me, myself and i against the world
this world is just illusion trying to change me
and i'm tired of waiting for a savior who never comes
even if i'd lose my breath
you wouldn't forget my last words
these are my last words
we must be the change we wish to see in the world
if we move every chain will break
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