Old School Politics - Touching Sand | Текст песни

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• Old School Politics
• Touching Sand

Thinking back to 2001
The year before my punk rock tine
Trading pogs and magic cards
And smoking wasn't cool at all
Naivety was my trade mark
Before the day I realized
We're all ruining our lives
Or we simply might

I never did what I was told
So I learned to spend some time alone
“They had empty clips on my mind”
“So they burned my fortress to the ground”
No social skills, way out of line
But I was myself, I was proud.

Take me back, Take me back,
I can't help it anymore
All my friends have gone away
Take me back, Take me back,
I can't figure out what to say
To make it all allay

No consequences, just survive
Throw your number 55
If there's a true lesson to learn
Save integrity, then you'll earn
A thing worth breathing for,
Friends living through open doors
Save the best for us

Hypocrisy,
The stress it brings,
It's not the best for us

I lost some friends, lost some hope
Lost some goals, as pure as gold
I'm touching sand, I strive for luck
But it's sweeping down, hard as rock
I feel alive, I feel it's burning deep inside
It's not alcohol, because it's leaving me cold

Take me back, Take me back,
(Cause) I lost the best part of me
None of my friends took a better way
Take me back, Take me back,
How I wish I'd learned from my mistakes
Cause sometimes, I’m such a waste

Conviction brings the doubt of being wrong
Don't trust me, cause there's no pleasure in this song
Don't help me, cause I want to help myself
Just, hey, please, don't hate me now