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The Haunted House

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"158" refers to the number of teachers killed during the political instability in the Southern part of Thailand. By the time we are done producing this song, we very much hope for an end to these death counts.
We would like to dedicate this song to these teachers we regard as heroes.

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Band Members:
Tarit Chiarakul - Vocal,Acoustic Guitar and Song writer
Worramet Matutamtada - Electric Guitar,Synthesizer and Producer
Wanrada Vichaithanaruks - Vocal

Band Brothers:
Ratcha Wattanachitranon - Drum
Warong Rachapreecha - Bass
Sorranut Masayavanich - Harmonica,Chorus

Mix and Mastering by Worramet Matutamtada

Lyrics:
All those little kids need is knowledge and learn
But their schools and books were lost and burn
Their place is in high risk, but no high return
Death is not supposed to be the thing, teachers earn.

All those innocents have been sacrificed,
For somebody benefits and for someone lies.
Heroes turn to victims and they can not deny
Have no chance to fight back, have no chance to hide

Over hundred bodies
Gone like they shouldn't be
All we need for those cities
Are love, laugh and peace
Are love, laugh and peace

It's not about religion, It's not about races,
(Rid the mindsets and the judging)
It's hard to understand, coz It's quite complicated.
(See things clearer from where you are)
No matter what it takes, it's all about faith
(Let the signs of faith hit harder)
Unity is power, which can stop the hatred
(And let love lead your way)

Over hundred bodies
Gone like they shouldn't be
All we need for those cities
Are love, laugh and peace
Are love, laugh and peace

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by 662 auditory Independent music studio. Bangkok,Thailand

Band Members:
Tarit Chiarakul - Acoustic Guitar, Vocal and Song Writer
Worramet Matutamtada - Electric Guitar, Bass, Chorus and Producer
Wanrada Vichaithanaruks - Vocal

Band Brothers:
Nawat Jiraboonraung - Mandolin and Chorus
Ratcha Wattanachitranon - Drum and Chorus

Mix and Mastering by Worramet Matutamtada

Lyric:
Put your heart and your soul in the suit case
Get out of the city life, get out of your place
Heading to the mountain,heading to the sea,
Live your life be free

Low your car window, let the wind blow in,
Allow sunlight to come in and touch your skin,
Smell the scent of dirt listen to the bird singing
Watch those pine tree dancing

This is the vacation time
It's time to slow down your life
Time to take a rest and relax
Time to run away from painful fact
This is the vacation time

Feel the grassland beneath your feet,
Lay your body down and roll your weed,
Try to get stone among the wind breeze,
Heaven is the place that we will meet.

This is the vacation time
It's time to slow down your life
Time to take a rest and relax
Time to run away from painful fact
This is the vacation time
This is the vacation time

Vacation Time

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