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This is the final master recording of my project . 

' Supersonic Feeling ' - Master Recording

There’s no point in playing games. We both know things gotta change.
We both know, but still we fight. Holding on tight to what we once believed in.
So we cling to what we knew. We can’t reconcile the new.
Off with the nose to spite the face. We need space; nobody knows quite what to do.
There are so many questions, and the best ones go unasked.
It’s not a matter of winning, just an opinion, no one has facts.
Every day it gets clearer; we’re not up to the task.

So, to pass the time, we try. Can we still see eye to eye?
Can we still pretend to know how the story goes, or is it still in edit?
Have we slowly gotten by? Have we slowly lived to die?
Is the song already sung, the bell been rung, Is this the end we feared would be?
There are so many questions, and the best ones go unasked.
It’s not a matter of winning, just an opinion, no one has facts.
Every day it gets clearer; we’re not up to the task.

In the end we’ll realize, love’s not measured in tries.
Love is measured in ‘does’ – our love once was, but now it has no answers.
What’s the message we send? Nothing breaks until it bends.
Nothing bends unless you push. You know I would – if I just knew that you’d push back.
There are so many questions, and the best ones go unasked.
It’s not a matter of winning, just an opinion, no one has facts.
Every day it gets clearer; we’re not up to the task.
So we’re stuck in a vicious circle, no one’s pushing back.
Still we’re stuck in that vicious circle, no one’s pushing back.

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