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A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
I never met a loser that I didn't see eye-to-eye with, I declare
I stare into your eyes
But you look right past me into the air
What's it like to stand in your shoes?
To have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?
I take the bottle and I tip it to all my heroes that have passed
Alas, you have left us, but your stories they will last
Uninspired by the recruiting call
Independent we stand
Independent we fall
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
Oh, oh, oh...
A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
They said 'a pox,
Upon your house,
Upon your family and everyone you knew
And everyone you'll ever meet'
I bet they think we wish we joined when we could
But we do what we want, we don't do what we should
Now, everybody's laughing, 'cause they're thinking they're in on something I don't get
Don't forget
I connect and I read every word you said
Like a child who believes he was wronged
If you hate me so much, then stop singing my songs
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
Oh, oh, oh...
Un momento de silencio, por favor, para aquellos que nunca tienen la oportunidad de
Se presentan a la fiesta, pero nunca se les pide a bailar
Los perdedores, los mentirosos, los bastardos, los ladrones
Los cynicists y los pesimistas, y los que no creen en nada
Nunca conocí a un perdedor que no me vea cara a cara con, declaro
Miro fijamente a los ojos
Pero usted ve bien por delante de mí en el aire
¿Qué se siente al estar en sus zapatos?
Para que nunca han sentido la cinta de abuso de alguien?
Me tomo la botella y me incline a todos mis héroes que han pasado
¡Ay, que nos han dejado, pero sus historias que va a durar
Inspirados por la llamada de reclutamiento
Independiente estamos
Independiente se cae
Así que dime: ¿cuánto tiempo cree usted que se puede ir antes de perderlo todo?
Antes de que te llaman un farol y ver que cae?
No sé, pero me gustaría pensar que yo tenía el control
En algún momento, pero lo dejé pasar y la pérdida de mi alma
No se mueva, pero lejos de años de la revolución
Estoy perdiendo la fe y estoy quedando sin cosas que decir
Por lo tanto, creo que no tienen más remedio que regurgitan
El himno cansado de un perdedor y ah
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Streetlight Manifesto
A Moment Of Silence
A Moment Of Silence
A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
I never met a loser that I didn't see eye-to-eye with, I declare
I stare into your eyes
But you look right past me into the air
What's it like to stand in your shoes?
To have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?
I take the bottle and I tip it to all my heroes that have passed
Alas, you have left us, but your stories they will last
Uninspired by the recruiting call
Independent we stand
Independent we fall
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
Oh, oh, oh...
A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
They said 'a pox,
Upon your house,
Upon your family and everyone you knew
And everyone you'll ever meet'
I bet they think we wish we joined when we could
But we do what we want, we don't do what we should
Now, everybody's laughing, 'cause they're thinking they're in on something I don't get
Don't forget
I connect and I read every word you said
Like a child who believes he was wronged
If you hate me so much, then stop singing my songs
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
Oh, oh, oh...
Streetlight Manifesto
Un momento de silencio
Un momento de silencio
Un momento de silencio, por favor, para aquellos que nunca tienen la oportunidad de
Se presentan a la fiesta, pero nunca se les pide a bailar
Los perdedores, los mentirosos, los bastardos, los ladrones
Los cynicists y los pesimistas, y los que no creen en nada
Nunca conocí a un perdedor que no me vea cara a cara con, declaro
Miro fijamente a los ojos
Pero usted ve bien por delante de mí en el aire
¿Qué se siente al estar en sus zapatos?
Para que nunca han sentido la cinta de abuso de alguien?
Me tomo la botella y me incline a todos mis héroes que han pasado
¡Ay, que nos han dejado, pero sus historias que va a durar
Inspirados por la llamada de reclutamiento
Independiente estamos
Independiente se cae
Así que dime: ¿cuánto tiempo cree usted que se puede ir antes de perderlo todo?
Antes de que te llaman un farol y ver que cae?
No sé, pero me gustaría pensar que yo tenía el control
En algún momento, pero lo dejé pasar y la pérdida de mi alma
No se mueva, pero lejos de años de la revolución
Estoy perdiendo la fe y estoy quedando sin cosas que decir
Por lo tanto, creo que no tienen más remedio que regurgitan
El himno cansado de un perdedor y ah
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
