Chronic Future

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Chronic Future
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  • Ryan Michael Breen
  • Benjamin Melan Collins
  • Brandon Michael Lee
  • Michael Cook Busse
  • Barry Louis Collins
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  • Rock
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  • alternative
  • alternative rock
  • genial
  • usa
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Chronic Future - Текст песни Wicked Games

Did I wait too long?
It made me somber wondering onward stronger,
On and on.
But I'm still awake,
You haven't killed me,
I am willing to persevere another day.

You can run away, but you can't escape,
All these wicked games.
Run away, but you can't escape,
All these wicked,

You're impossible like ignoring the habit of breathing,
I'm expendable to you completed then superseded.
You're impossible like ignoring the habit of breathing,
I'm expendable to you completed then superseded.

I insist it ends,
My circumstances burned my chances,
The answers want it that way.
But i'm still awake,
I have opponents,
I've got moments to own that know my way.

You can run away, but you can't escape,
All these wicked games.
Run away, but you can't escape,
All these wicked,

But it still exists and it's still there.
(You cant escape these wicked games.)

All these wicked games,
We can't escape.

Go through your pain and struggle,
But maintain the knowing,Chronic Future - Wicked Games - http://ru.motolyrics.com/chronic-future/wicked-games-lyrics.html
Of what'll come to you showing it's all right.
There's plenty around,
To drown you,
Pronunciate found to all that surround you,
Give them all flight.
Running away is a stain in the mud,
A brain stem with a plug,
When you get there you don't know why you came.
You end up going where your knowing,
Is showing in different form but inside you feel the same,
There's always someone else to blame.

Now this was a long long time ago,
When music was loved on the radio.
Before my birth, I'm not that old,
Bands didn't have to pay the radio to be sold.
I'm told it was quite a day,
To have a station have a DJ,
Not have a playlist of what he'd play,
Or a PD wanting it their way,
Just a love for tunes and comparison.
Now we just compare embarrassment,
It's such a scare this carelessness,
It's not awareness it's harassment.
Cherish this choice that we have,
Not to listen if it gets bad,
Not to listen if it's an add.
Don't have to bitch and kick and get sad,
That it takes ten days of supervision,
For you to find a good song to listen.
I've got mine now you choose your mission,
Let's just break this new tradition.
Play the game, play the game,
Place your blame on a taste of fame.
Play the same way a faceless name would play the game,
Play the game.

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