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[VidnaObmana]

There is nothing for me
In this City
What a waste of time
Nothing works out at all

Well the road it greets me
Oh so warmly
Though I’m here now
You know I can’t stay long
I’m just a wanderers child
Searching for my home

And, there is nothing for me
In this City
What a waste of time
Nothing works out at all
Nothing works out at all

Well just this morning
The sun was shining
On a place where I’ve never been
So I packed my bags and hit the road again
You know it’s not that close
But it’s not too far
For a wanderers child
For a vagabond

There is nothing for me
In this City
What a waste of time
Nothing works out at all

[Weedow]

^^
Ε, δεν είσαι και μακριά από το άσμα που ακούω τώρα.




"This Could Be Anywhere In The World"

This town has its claws buried in my neck,
This town - it takes life without mercy, without hate
(the streets are in distress, the sun suffocates behind darkened skies)
The grass is growing on top of my feet,
I'm thinking, it won't be to long until before i'm too deep to run
(the line up seems endless underneath the salvation signs)
We are the dead ones, we are the lost cause,
We are the bend before the break, our steps seal our fate

Because this city, this city is haunted by ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted, there's no hope (hope), left for these souls (souls)

Every step i take i leave a small piece of myself behind
Soon there will be nothing left
(the cracks in the pavement, match the cracks in their weathered skin)
The sky's a brick wall, the ground's a juggernaut.
Each day they get a bit closer, between them, i am caught
(as i stare in amazement, i can't believe this is where i live)
Every breathe i take, i feel my lungs seal
This breeze feels more like shards of glass, i'm more scars than skin

Because this city, this city is haunted by ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted, there's no hope (hope), left for these souls (souls)

Our steps seal fate
Our steps seal fate
This is our celebration, come join the lost souls
This is our celebration, come join the lost souls

(this city, this city is haunted)

Come, walk with us all
Come, walk with us..

Because this city, this city is haunted by ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes)
Because this city, this city is haunted, there's no hope (hope), left for these souls (souls)

[VidnaObmana]

[Krux]

[Weedow]

[Heimaa]

Dopethrone - Dark Foil , ωραίο καλοκαιρινό λιώσιμο

φουλ εδώ http://dopethrone.bandcamp.com/

[Weedow]

[Druggernaut]

Αντε και καλες εκλογες

[Weedow]

[tsimpouklano]

Dopethrone - Dark Foil , ωραίο καλοκαιρινό λιώσιμο

φουλ εδώ http://dopethrone.bandcamp.com/

Ατελείωτη καύλα. Τίμιο λαρύγγι ο φίλος.

[Heimaa]

Ατελείωτη καύλα. Τίμιο λαρύγγι ο φίλος.

ωραία φωνή όντως!.. η διασκευή δεν λέει και πολλά, δεν μ' άρεσε, αλλά το υπόλοιπο γκρουβάτη σκατίλα \m/

[Weedow]

[Om]

[rebelos]

μα τι πουστιές ακούω 2.30 η ώρα το βράδυ

[tsimpouklano]