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Artiste:
Ocean (The)
Titre:
Atlantic
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Yes, this one time you've been bold But don't you get a big head Remind yourself what you've been told Don't you get carried away You were never, ever good enough Why don't you try harder? If you can understand all the patterns That redound to your detriment If you can understand all the patterns Why do you keep repeating them? High, high defeatism High, high defeatism Now I see you in another light Now I see you in another light Immerse in the dark that you chose to surround you You're so hurt and so weak and you're so damn afraid of the truth And you chew on your pain By denying the past and begriming what used to be your nest You're filled to the brim with a guilt That you can't come to terms with High, high defeatism High, high defeatism Now I see you in another light How can you say that you loved me When all you seek is revenge? How can you say that you loved me When all you seek is retaliation? How can you say that you loved me When all you seek is revenge? How can you say that you loved me When all you seek is retaliation? Son, you'll need a radical change Son, you deserve something better than this Son, you're in need of a tactical switch in defence Son, you'll need a radical change Son, you deserve something better than this Son, you're in need of a tactical switch in defence Son, you'll need a radical change For something better than this But now you're daydreaming Son, you'll need a radical change For something better than this But now you're daydreaming Here comes the dark that you chose to be your playground It's not so hard, with eyes closed, to find your way around Enter the void of your own imagination Harvest the fruits of years of procrastination But now, your daydream is Over