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torsdag 10. april 2008

Opptaksprøven min (bare teksten vel og merke :P )

Opptaksprøve – Noroff.


Even if done is done

Its not okay to forget,

People died in the fight

To fix our mistakes

Colors turn from sparkly to dirty grey

Like a child molesting priest and his unforgiven prayers

We’re all sinners like Judas in those days

But today, forgive me, is the easiest word to fake.

We hand out lies, to avoid the truth

The truth hurts, as we do.


- We kill
- We rape
- We steal and give the blame away

We’re all a product of the hate today

The morals gone, what have we become?

Ref:

Our prayers wont be heard, Never the less,

Our sins wont be forgiven

The day we adopted hate

We lost our fate

We’re in over our heads, with no escape

There’s nothing left to save..

(mellom spill)

Crime and violence happens everyday

When did we hit that point?

When did we stop to care?

One step at the time we could Wright out wrongs,

But we’re all so full of ourselves

, that we can’t even find the time.

Humankind has let the world down

If there’s something bigger out there

If there’s someone watching over us

We wont be saved.

Hopelessly we struggle to survive

A fight we can’t get out of alive.

Ref:


Our prayers wont be heard, never the less,

Our sins wont be forgiven

The day we adopted hate

We lost our fate

We’re in over our heads, with no escape....

BRIDGE:

And when the times has come to say goodbye
Don’t worry,
We all end up the same place.

And all the questions you’ve been carrying
will be answered
but it wont matter...

Mellomspill + ref.

Our prayers wont be heard, never the less,

Our sins wont be forgiven

The day we adopted hate

We lost our fate

We’re in over our heads, with no escape.

There’s nothing there to save..
(Mellomspill.)
We’re all full of hate.
(mellomspill)
There’s nothing left to save.
(fader ut)

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