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Wrong place, right time
02:47
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If I could choose another life, I'd surely do
Being a co-worker in a warehouse is definitely not that cool
I never thought of myself as living an ordinary life
For me it doesn't sound that nice
What's wrong with all the people? They don't seem to be bored with all the same shit day by day - I couldn't take it anymore
Stuck in a life I didn't ask for, but what to do - spending five days waiting for the next two
But they seem to be fine with it - waking up, feeding the kids, working all day then feeding them again - they seem so satisfied by this.
Maybe I'm proven wrong. I might have mistaken it all along (but when I'm with you, somehow I know where I belong).
They say 'time to grow up, time to get a life'
But it's so perfect with you around
'When you gonna grow up?'
I must admit: when I think about that life, I wouldn't mind -
but fuck that shit, why don't you shut up?
I'm not implying that you're the only one
It's way too early to ask about your state of mind
So leave it up to later, it's not the perfect time
I'm not even sure if I should ask you out right now
All I know is that when I get home and lay onto the ground
Well I wish you were still around
You're the first one with whom I never felt bound
I know how that sounds
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On the road again
03:01
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Months or rather years spent with feeling so miserable, doubtful and lost. Leaning on bars while re-living the past - a fortune gone on booze not counting how much it it will finally cost: lovers, friends and family... My heart and my wallet's also empty. I've had enough of this hopeless desolation, I wanna find myself in a whole new situation.
How did you all move on while having the guts to never look back?
I don't know why I feel more motionless as time keeps passing by. Misery has become so convenient to me, a great excuse for my lifestyle - or at least it's been so 'till that very night.
While chatting with you I instantly realised that change might be around. And some days ago I hit the road to live up to my dreams, hundreds of miles away with you, with all my hopes and all those fears.
Now I'm so glad this era is gone without any trace (you can never know though) but I can't deny that these are tears all over my face.
And, all in all, I really had nothing to lose - my carreer and love life were going nowhere. I think of bittersweet memories about all the things I'll miss.
With you by my side how could it get any better - even better than this?
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I could even go all-in
02:00
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New inducements were so rare
that I thought I was going nowhere.
But with you it's a different story
and now it's just so smooth, nothing to worry about.
Just flow with the tide,
everything's gonna be fine.
Yet I'm still afraid of life -
will it give me lemons again?
At least I'm bound to try and make some lemonade out of it all.
Life won't drag me down anymore.
In the past three years I felt so fckn small.
I just have to keep up,
never look back and never stop.
I keep my head up.
All conditions are given for another start.
At last I had the guts to change myself in the widest range.
And the fact that you're with me
and I'm with you and we're both sober
makes me think that it goes back to normal.
So let it wipe out the past with all the stains
and let it wash away the pain.
Shall we just let it be fine?
Shall we just give us the time?
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Though it's the best time I've ever had, my demons are still circling 'round my head.
We both seemed so fucked up when we met, but now you don't seem to care about where you head or where you'd get.
I started to suspect that you're just faking you wanna get better,
and I had to open your eyes - none of us wanna stay this way forever.
Why do we act like teens when we're two hopeless libertines?
You don't even mind but I'm bored of this life.
Enough.
You used to love endless rainy walks -
'Look at my shoes - they won't stop being moist!'
I prayed for a storm but all I get is lightnings and distant rumbling again.
Young trees trying to reach for the sky -
wind cracks their branches, fruits all over the ground, getting eaten by birs and insects.
I tried my best but got stuck instead.
The choices that we have is to get even deeper or try to come back.
I'd try to open your eyes but you couldn't cope with it,
I could try to open your eyes but still wouldn't see shit.
If you asked me what's in my mind,
I'd say that this time I really tried.
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It's New Year's Eve again and all my resolutions ended up the same way (washed up in an ashtray).
I have a clear vision of 1st January: feels like it was yesterday.
Another year has passed and it's gone to waste again - so far the best of them all, however, nothing really changed - it's the two of us on Square One, I'm not stuck here all alone.
If you were asked about this year, what would you say? I wouldn't lie - we both gotta face the truth one day.
No matter our intentions were right, we couldn't keep it on the correct path. All the memories make me certain that nothing's ever gonna be the way like we imagined.
I want to move on but all my demons pull me back (in the end I'm gonna fuckn crack).
We both wanna change.
How do we get rid of those chains?
Separately you & I can fix this error, but you wanna do it while we're still together - but why?
As I'm wandering in town after rain waiting for something to reduce the pain, water on sidewalks reflect the streetlights ---I might not be right---
No, not another fckn throwback again! This time I want 'us' to end.
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Ouroboros
03:31
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It's been a while, then I saw you on the tram the other day.
You assured me that your life was more than okay:
you got clean after rehab and your baby's on the way,
you're married to your childhood love - what else could you say?
You told all the real-life stories that we wished for so much -
glad you're fine, gotta go, stay in touch...
I got off the tram heavy hearted with a fake smile, clenched fists and tears in my eyes, nowhere to go, looking for a punk rock show.
I feel burnt out doing the same shit every night with all the same burnt out guys - that's why I quit my fucking hometown.
There's no future for me with you only in my past.
I'm fed up with all of them. Party's fckn over.
I've got one last fixture then I won't grow any older.
This time finally everything sparks golden.
My beer might either be halfway full or halfway empty,
but why should I care when it's warm with no gas in it?
Let go of me, forget how I got derailed.
Leave it up to me, throw away all that remains.
Newborn angels guide me towards the light -
the end is nigh,
dawn splits the night
and all I hear is my mother's voice singing that joyful nursery rhyme.
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Zyklonfilter Veszprém, Hungary
pop punk / emo band from Hungary.
Bazsa - drums, ex cod2 hero
Danika - bass, vox, körömcsipesz
Mozsi - guitar, bunnycoin billionaire
Tomi - guitar, vox
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