Endeavor - Famous potatoes | Текст песни

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Let's hear that laughter once again.
I didn't hear it all that well.
I didn't hear the one about me
taking things too seriously.

Now I didn't hear you laugh as loudly.
Forgive me for having dreams.
I'm sorry for trying to learn
how to achieve them.

I'm sorry that I care.
I'll never make a good businessman so
I guess I'll never mean shit to you.
Nothing but a pile of "ideals."
Nothing more than a physical animation of hope.

I'm not sorry for believing in love.
I'm not sorry for believing in justice.
I'm not sorry, no!

Your expectations do not shape me
(they just make me sad)
not while you defeatingly submit
to this inhumane machine.

Black ribbons of haste.
I felt the deep sorrows instilled inside.
Insignificance - your word for my passions.

And I don't know why
but I've been wasting so much time
and energy on relishing
your opinions of me.

I'd much rather spread my own wings
than spill more of my own blood.

The blood that's been pouring down
from an eternal storm of the looks
you've given and the things you've said.

The instilled fears, inhibitions
and tears have disappeared
since I've dared to ask myself "
what about my life?
What of this life?"

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