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Дата выпуска: 25.03.2021
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Язык песни: Английский
Birthday / The Pain |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
Body dumped on me road |
When I was six |
Stabbed to death and left on the bricks |
No training that week |
My coach couldn’t speak |
Blood on his hands as the man died at his feet |
And me |
I stood at the scene |
No sheets to block the bodies we dream |
They stay evergreen |
Senior infants show and tell |
What did ya do the weekend, are ya well? |
Stand in front of the class as they ask |
Ya tell them you looked at the blood left on the road, from the man who slept |
in the field outside your window |
Got thrown out of a car with a knife through his heart |
In the morning stars |
Terrified |
I went quiet and I stood |
And I started to run from love |
'Cause you’re told |
You need to grow cold to grow old |
I was 7, in that same field beside me gaff |
Kicking through the leaves and the grass |
Until two garda rock up batons in hand |
And leave ya crying for your Mam |
And this is no dramatics |
This is no tales of 90's classics |
You spend your whole life being brave |
And you hope things will change |
So don’t fucking ask me why I don’t want to age |
It just marks the time of things staying the same |
But the songs sound fun, and you dance with your mates |
And it’s grand then |
Until the next day |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
Then you’re 9, 10, and 11 |
In the same place the garda got ya at 7 |
Takin' the sides off trains with stones |
We did that 'cause we were broke |
We did that 'cause we had no hope |
Or place to go |
Or well |
We did that 'cause we didn’t say no 20 years ago |
And it still comes out still when we get vocal |
Singing in the local |
A lonely feeling came over me stealing |
Some sober as a judge |
The other boys out the nut |
And all of us dancing like there’s no one left in the world but us |
And these days it feels like there isn’t |
There’s no way to put that loss into words |
But we’ll wrap arms around shoulders and scream love from our lungs |
We’ll escape to Friday football and hugs |
And tell tales of nights and days spent in teenage fun |
'Cause the world is a cruel, cruel place without the love |
So we’ll spend the rest of our life being brave |
And hope that things will change |
And age will still mark the time in the same way |
But I’ll hold on a little tighter |
To the love of my mates |
Forever and a day |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I keep giving up on her |
Keeps on running away |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
I know, I know whispering words of freedom |
It’s been a while since I’ve seen your face |
It’s been a while since I’ve seen your face |
I can’t face the day |
It’s been a while since I’ve seen your face |
It’s been a while since I’ve seen your face |
I can’t face the day |