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Misanthrope
01:48
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We must fight back!
Don't believe their lies. This world is sick.
Your life means nothing to the leaders of this planet.
It's about money and power, without any sense of humanity.
Burn them down! Burn these bastards down!
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Grey
03:16
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Coloured black and white.
I can‘t see clear now. No I can‘t see clear.
The roads break underneath my feet.
And I don‘t find a way home, I don‘t find a way to you.
Again and again I‘m weak with my words.
It‘s cold in my lungs when I‘m breathing.
And the taste is so bitter and bloody, slow and painfull it all fades away. And I swear that I‘ve never felt so much before.
But the more I hold, the more I lose myself.
Now I can‘t see a light in these fields of disapointense.
I gave up my last chance, I let you down.
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No Hope
03:33
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I‘VE LOST HOPE AND SHAME
IN THIS PART OF MY LIFE
EVERY BOTTLE IS MY FRIEND
THIS THOUGHTLESS NIGHT
I LEFT MY FAMILY WITHOUT SHOWING ANY TEARS
I‘M ON MY OWN WITH THESE BOTTLES FULL OF FEARS
DAY BY DAY I WASTE MY TIME
DAY BY DAY I‘M A SLAVE OF MINE
SLEEPLESS, NAUGHTY AND WASTED
CARELESS, DRINKING AND FACELESS
SAY MY NAME UNTIL YOUR VOICE BREAKS
SAY MY NAME UNTIL I FEEL SAVE, LAST DAYS OF MY LIFE
FULL OF MISERY
I‘M STANDING AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD
AND THE EDGE IS DEEP
I BREATH THE SILENCE
AS YOUR VOICE DISTURBS MY THOUGHTS
AND AS I WATCH DOWN
I PUSH MYSELF OF THE EDGE
FALLING INTO THE BLACK
DONT EVER WANT TO COME BACK
SO LONG I FELT ALONE
NO HOPE, NO REASON TO COME HOME
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Better Days
04:06
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YOU ARE STANDING ALONE
HEAR THE WAVES CRUSH FAR BELOW
NOW YOU‘RE STANDING ALONE, ALL YOU SEE IS AN EMPTY HORIZON
FORCE BACK YOUR FEELINGS
FEEL THE COLD BREATH IN MY LUNGS
YOUR EMPTY EYES WON‘T BETRAY THEY HAVE SEEN SOME BETTER DAYS
YOU DON‘T BELONG HERE
YOU DON‘T BELONG HERE
AND I WISH I COULD WALK BESIDE YOU IF YOU ONLY LET ME
I DON‘T KNOW HOW LONG IT‘S BEEN THAT I‘VE HEARD THE STRENGTH OF YOUR VOICE
YOU BURN THESE PICTURES THAT TELL THE STORYS OF BETTER DAYS
WITH ALL THESE THOUGHTS I TRY TO THINK CLEARLY
START PASSING OUT, BY OPEN WOUNDS
AND NOTICE THAT I CAN BARELY
BARELY FALL ASLEEP, THESE WOUNDS CUT TOO DEEP
AND IT GOES ON AND ON AND ON AND ON
A FEW WORDS FOR THE COLD ONES
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Jane
02:57
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EVERY SINGLE NIGHT I'VE SPENT
SO LONG AND DISAPOINTING.
AND EVERY SINGLE BREATH
MY LUNGS FEELS LIKE THEY'RE BREAKING.
ON A LONELY TRIP BACK HOME
I ALWAYS PASS YOUR ROAD.
AND I TRY TO MAKE MYSELF
STOP THINKING AND DRINKING!
BUT I CAN'T
I CAN'T ESCAPE FROM THESE MEMORY,
THAT HAUNTS MY HEART.
I'M SICK OF ALL THIS SHIT.
MAYBE I'LL FIND ANOTHER WAY
TO KILL THESE THOUGHTS,
TO DROWN THEM.
MAYBE I'LL FIND ANOTHER WAY
TO KILL THESE THOUGHTS,
TO DROWN THEM.
IN THE WATER.
FOR ONE YEAR I'M LYING IN MY BED
AND TRY TO HANDLE THAT FACT.
BUT NOTHING WILL STOP THIS,
NOTHING, BUT DEATH!
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