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• Artiste: An Handful Of Dust
• Titre: Ordinary Life
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And we tried to give up With different eyes We have seen But we cut our wings With our own hands Laughed at our own sadness Cause is too easy to be sad, Too difficult to be happy You know... And maybe something can take us To a perfect condition To understand all this shit And everyday our desire Is to return to our prison And follow the line of a sick brain Our voice is trapped In a river of whispers Our walls are nice and pleasant, We love their lovely cold touch To swallow in our Scarred melancholic solitude We are not inspired to... We're not really inspired to... We don't really care to... We don't really think of... We are not capable to.... We don't really enjoy to.... We don't really like to.... Be something!! And maybe showing our emotions It's only a way to hide our true selves Come on Let's go! Doors are closing I am trapped inside I control this situation From the dark of my condition I'm the ruler of my future I'm not trapped, this is me: free! Go now, fuck you all!! Blood runs down the wall Time and time I tried to go Against these walls I broke my soul Scared now I escape I realize this dream of mind Lost and naked here I come Sorry man... I prefer my hole