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Date of issue: 30.09.2011
Record label: Pentimento
Song language: English
A Moment of Silence |
Moment of silence please for those who never get the chance |
They show up to the party but they’re never asked to dance |
The losers the liars the bastards the thieves |
The cynicists, the pessimists and those that don’t believe in nothing |
I never met a loser that i didn’t see eye to eye with, i declare |
I stare into your eyes |
But you look right past me into the air |
What’s it like to stand in your shoes? |
To have never felt the belt of somebody’s abuse? |
I take the bottle and i tip it to all my heroes that have passed |
Alas, you have left us but your stories they will last |
Uninspired by the recruiting call |
Independent we stand |
Indepentend we fall |
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all? |
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall? |
I don’t know but i’d like to think i had control |
At some point but i let it go and lost my soul |
Sit tight but the revolution’s years away |
I’m losing faith and i’m running low on things to say |
So i guess i have no choice but to regurgitate |
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite |
Oh! |
to have died that night i realized it wouldn’t last! |
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass |
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed |
Oh! |
to the west, you don’t know what it is you’re running from |
And everybody’s laughing loud |
Your last chance to make your mother and father proud |
Oh, oh, oh… |
A moment of silence please for those who never get the chance |
They show up to the party but they’re never asked to dance |
The losers the liars the bastards the thieves |
The cynicists, the pessimists and those that don’t believe in nothing |
They said «a pox |
Upon your house |
Upon your family and everyone you knew |
And everyone you’ll ever meet» |
I bet they think we wish we joined when we could |
But we do what we want we don’t do what we should |
Now everybody’s laughing |
Because they’re thinking they in on something i don’t get |
Don’t forget |
I connect and i read every word you said |
Like a child who believes he was wronged |
If you hate me so much then stop singing my songs |
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all? |
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall? |
I don’t know but i’d like to think i had control |
At some point but i let it go and lost my soul |
Sit tight but the revolution’s years away |
I’m losing faith and i’m running low on things to say |
So i guess i have no choice but to regurgitate |
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite |
Oh! |
to have died that night i realized it wouldn’t last! |
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass |
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed |
Oh! |
to the west, you don’t know what it is you’re running from |
And everybody’s laughing loud |
Your last chance to make your mother and father proud |
Oh, oh, oh… |
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Linoleum | 2010 |
The Three of Us | 2013 |
Watch It Crash | 2011 |
We Will Fall Together | 2011 |
What a Wicked Gang Are We | 2011 |
A Moment of Violence | 2011 |
Down, Down, Down to Mephisto's Cafe | 2011 |
Forty Days | 2011 |
A Better Place, a Better Time | 2011 |
That'll Be the Day | 2011 |
Somewhere in the Between | 2011 |
Hell | 2010 |
Point / Counterpoint | 2011 |
On & on & On | 2005 |
Keasbey Nights | 2005 |
We Are the Few | 2011 |
The Littlest Things | 2013 |
Dear Sergio | 2005 |