Song | Pause |
Artist | Namnambulu |
Album | Distances (the Black Edition) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
We take a pause | |
Before we descend | |
And as the years are passing by | |
We start again | |
Please take a pause | |
We have to amend | |
Why see the future we are in | |
repeat again | |
We hunger for some loving | |
We do all that we can | |
We give all our belonging | |
Before we understand | |
We celebrate the present | |
Afraid of our past | |
We are completely absent | |
Not sure if we will last | |
The speed in which we’re growing | |
Can never be sustained | |
The sum of all we’re knowing | |
Can never be contained | |
We fight for our living | |
But there’s no one to fight | |
We drain all that are giving | |
The goal is out of sight | |
Like dogs are running circles | |
We’re chasing our own tail | |
We’re actors in a circus | |
And we are bound to fail | |
As season follows season | |
We play our little game | |
We want to give it reason | |
But we all do the same |
We take a pause | |
Before we descend | |
And as the years are passing by | |
We start again | |
Please take a pause | |
We have to amend | |
Why see the future we are in | |
repeat again | |
We hunger for some loving | |
We do all that we can | |
We give all our belonging | |
Before we understand | |
We celebrate the present | |
Afraid of our past | |
We are completely absent | |
Not sure if we will last | |
The speed in which we' re growing | |
Can never be sustained | |
The sum of all we' re knowing | |
Can never be contained | |
We fight for our living | |
But there' s no one to fight | |
We drain all that are giving | |
The goal is out of sight | |
Like dogs are running circles | |
We' re chasing our own tail | |
We' re actors in a circus | |
And we are bound to fail | |
As season follows season | |
We play our little game | |
We want to give it reason | |
But we all do the same |
We take a pause | |
Before we descend | |
And as the years are passing by | |
We start again | |
Please take a pause | |
We have to amend | |
Why see the future we are in | |
repeat again | |
We hunger for some loving | |
We do all that we can | |
We give all our belonging | |
Before we understand | |
We celebrate the present | |
Afraid of our past | |
We are completely absent | |
Not sure if we will last | |
The speed in which we' re growing | |
Can never be sustained | |
The sum of all we' re knowing | |
Can never be contained | |
We fight for our living | |
But there' s no one to fight | |
We drain all that are giving | |
The goal is out of sight | |
Like dogs are running circles | |
We' re chasing our own tail | |
We' re actors in a circus | |
And we are bound to fail | |
As season follows season | |
We play our little game | |
We want to give it reason | |
But we all do the same |