Roads - Portishead
Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.
Storm,
In the morning light,
I feel,
No more can I say,
Frozen to myself.
I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain't right,
Surely that ain't right.
Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.
How can it feel this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.
Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.
Όχι, δεν είναι ένα chill out κομμάτι όπως είδα να το χαρακτηρίζουν κάποιοι. Είναι ένα σκληρό κομμάτι! Σκληρό όπως η ζωή! Όπως όλες οι μάχες που δίνουμε! Όλες οι μάχες, ακόμη και αυτές που είναι ή μοιάζουν να είναι λάθος.
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