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• Artiste: Carlon
• Titre: Post Traumatic Stress
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With their bodies alive And the motion of night We're bargaining with the sun No tired around No ride to be found They walk with weightless leg Even I can see It's not so easy Being who we are Don't run from your race Don't race to erase There's something to be said about youth You see you've made it this far You've picked up a few scars That's something you can say about you See, I can remember when the days were young Peerless lives lived with a thought unsung These were the times when life was so much fun Taken away by the runway lights Thrown into a field full of ominous rye Pray that I don't run away to fast And forget about the fields and the truths they unmask See, I can remember when the days were young Peerless lives lived with a thought unsung These were the times when life was so much fun Days go by I could put up a fight Run in the day But I think in the night Catcher come quick I'm afraid I won't know The edge is gonna come like an undertow Sweep me away To a whole new place Happen so fast I can't handle the pace See, I can remember when the days were young Peerless lives lived with a thought unsung These were the times when life was so much fun