17 october 2012
We started a trip where we blasted Ourselves
From here to the england we drove everywhere
And everything was perfect in venice's room
Nine hundred miles to the bavaria
And nothing seems true but here we are
For someone is cruel its tragic to lose
What we call material in our life
Killing killing
Tons of greenplants
With dorian
Showing us the ropes
How to survive on the tour
Its not good if you drive with the blood in your eyes
Breathing
The grey britain atmosphere
We wanted to stay there for years
From london to york its never enough
Our backs are broken on the seats of this van
But no one want to talk about the end
Don't know how much we got left till the comeback home
Wheels rolling louds
While im watching van's odometer shout
Each miles we drive i try to find something cool to write
Countless mistakes makes this ugly mess a better place
And when the way seems clean
The sun burns clouds at the horizon
I'd like to see the edge
Cause i've never felt so bad
Everyday i spend my time
To keep alive
What turns in empty days
I just look for my fait (don't seems like never fade away)
Never care how closer
Goals will be for us
This destination
Makes me feel at home (don't seems like never fade away)
I'll try to get away
From this place
Cause is insane
To live in cage
My mind is raped
I get away
From this place
Cause is insane
To live in cage
The sun burns clouds at the horizon
I'd like to see the edge
Cause i've never felt so bad
Everyday i spend my time
To keep alive
What turns in empty days
I just look for my fait (don't seems like never fade away)
Never care how closer
Goals will be for us
This destination
Makes me feel at home (don't seems like never fade away)
It's getting better
When it's almost done
And i've killed the wait with thousand dreams
How i supposed to be
When everything will be gone
We'll drive until the end