Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bozhidar Blazhev
Songwriter
Nikola Parlev
Songwriter
Rosen Dimitrov
Songwriter
Lyrics
Here I am healin' from the last cut
All day work hard, as I always should
All credit to the warfare this wounds
They won't heal my life in a nutshell
Sometimes all I want is to run away
But yet I stay with a dept to pay
I'm just sick of them cunts
Bad karma teaches you at once
Re-arrange
Hope to prevent
Another mistake
Give me a brake
All of them steps
Are so odd to take
Suddenly caught in the middle of a haze
But
Did it all happen for the right reason though?
Anyways, in my case
I wanna live it full
I'm leaving all the shit you do
I'll never let you make it through
We keep on pushing
What, what!?
This is all we got!
Or we are living as somebody that we're not!
We keep on pushing
What, what!?
This is all we got, this is all we got, this is
I get this twisted feelings
Shredding my focus apart
Alone in the dark
Missing my spark
Verbal vapours sealing my heart
Careful what people you keep on your side
And anyone else you tryina' connect with
Few of them able of speaking your language
Do you really get the message?
I'm talking about being yourself
What really defines you
Depends on no one else
And it's a shoe that not everybody can wear
I know we got so many reasons to be scared
All I think
Is what else I can expect about tomorrow?
We keep on pushing
What, what!?
This is all we got!
Or we are living as somebody that we're not!
We keep on pushing
What, what!?
This is all we got, this is all we got, this is
All I think
Is what else I can expect about tomorrow?
Everyday
A peace of me is fading away
So I can make it through
This!
Is all!
We got!
Writer(s): Bozhidar Blazhev, Nikola Parlev, Rosen Dimitrov
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