Song | Just getting started |
Artist | Dikta |
Album | Get it together |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Every story has two sides and somewhere in between | |
The truth lies and waits for me | |
And time can be greedy, stealing all the details | |
That you thought you had | |
The elephant screams so loud the ceiling cracks | |
And falls down on your head | |
And still you just sit there, wipe off all the dust | |
And say that you‘re sad | |
„Help me to climb this | |
Magic mountain of me | |
I‘ve had enough of this | |
I‘ll never be free“ | |
Can you please hold my hand | |
And say this wasn‘t planned | |
You know I‘ll understand | |
Just tell me how it is | |
And someday soon you‘ll see | |
That it was not just me | |
And nothing comes for free | |
At least not worth fighting for | |
Like every good story, this one has got | |
A start, middle, end and an epilogue | |
But it can be tricky to see who is the villain | |
And who is the hero | |
What you need to see is that we are nowhere close | |
To crossing the finishline | |
It‘s so far away that it‘s looking like a dot | |
Or maybe a zero |
Every story has two sides and somewhere in between | |
The truth lies and waits for me | |
And time can be greedy, stealing all the details | |
That you thought you had | |
The elephant screams so loud the ceiling cracks | |
And falls down on your head | |
And still you just sit there, wipe off all the dust | |
And say that you' re sad | |
Help me to climb this | |
Magic mountain of me | |
I' ve had enough of this | |
I' ll never be free" | |
Can you please hold my hand | |
And say this wasn' t planned | |
You know I' ll understand | |
Just tell me how it is | |
And someday soon you' ll see | |
That it was not just me | |
And nothing comes for free | |
At least not worth fighting for | |
Like every good story, this one has got | |
A start, middle, end and an epilogue | |
But it can be tricky to see who is the villain | |
And who is the hero | |
What you need to see is that we are nowhere close | |
To crossing the finishline | |
It' s so far away that it' s looking like a dot | |
Or maybe a zero |
Every story has two sides and somewhere in between | |
The truth lies and waits for me | |
And time can be greedy, stealing all the details | |
That you thought you had | |
The elephant screams so loud the ceiling cracks | |
And falls down on your head | |
And still you just sit there, wipe off all the dust | |
And say that you' re sad | |
Help me to climb this | |
Magic mountain of me | |
I' ve had enough of this | |
I' ll never be free" | |
Can you please hold my hand | |
And say this wasn' t planned | |
You know I' ll understand | |
Just tell me how it is | |
And someday soon you' ll see | |
That it was not just me | |
And nothing comes for free | |
At least not worth fighting for | |
Like every good story, this one has got | |
A start, middle, end and an epilogue | |
But it can be tricky to see who is the villain | |
And who is the hero | |
What you need to see is that we are nowhere close | |
To crossing the finishline | |
It' s so far away that it' s looking like a dot | |
Or maybe a zero |