музыка Неко Чан 2021-07-28 05-24 - part 2

Produced by Mark Xenophontos

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos

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I think I'm a wicked man
Devil had me from the start
Took my soul right from my hand
Left me with a broken heart

She whispered poison in my ear
Told me lies I wanted to hear
Ran away from all I knew
Ten long years of missing you

She pulled me down again
Again and again and again
Broken on the bathroom floor
Don't know what I'm living for

She pulled me down again
Again and again and again
Lost inside this endless war
Can't find who I was before

People that I used to trust
Cut me down and left me cursed
Walking through these flames of hell
Got no story left to tell

She pulled me down again
Again and again and again
Broken on the bathroom floor
Don't know what I'm living for

She pulled me down again
Again and again and again
Lost inside this endless war
Can't find who I was before

But when death came for my soul
And I lost all self control
Had to cry out through the pain
Jesus break these heavy chains

From these depths I call your name
Jesus wash away my shame
From these depths I call to you
Only you can see me through

From these depths I call your name
Never let me fall again
From these depths you hear my cry
Lift me up where eagles fly

From these depths
From these depths
Pull me through

Again & Again


There is a quiet, patient thing,
A shadow waiting in the wing.
Fate waits for you to return to sadness,
It feeds upon the static and the madness.
It coils itself, a patient spring,
So it can take control of everything.


But there's a voice that cuts the grey,
And tells you not to turn away...
Push back, strike out, let the engine roar!
This isn't what you're living for!

Keep your eyes on the road!
Feel the wind, see the sky!
Glide over the lines, just enjoy the ride!
Let the engine scream its song and leave it all behind!

They say your whole life rests on each second,
A fragile and a fleeting breath.
But they don't know the strength you've reckoned...
You are the architect of death.
(The death of who you used to be.)

Keep your eyes on the road!
Feel the wind, see the sky!
Glide over the lines, just enjoy the ride!
Let the engine scream its song and leave it all behind!

No way it will...
They whisper that you're bound to fall...
But not even time can bear the weight of your will.
It doesn't own you, not at all.
Don't you worry now, yesterday won't knock on your door!
Don't you have no doubt because you were born to fly!

Each second! The only thing you own!
Each second! On this open road!
Each second! A universe you build!
Each second! The weight of your will!
LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND!

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