Текст песни 1905

Well, the park-life people sent me off today
With a bright, bound package and pink balloon parade
And with all their good advice,
that when applied, just turns to lies,
and said -don't dare turn back now, okay? - Okay, okay.

And I made my way inside the grey machine
With the work-worn withered bones and smoke and steam
And for everything I've done, I could've won that war and gone,
But somehow, it got to me.
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Where is love? Dead to this route.
It's quite meloncholy to think about.
But in the outside air, it's been a miracle year- quite
really lovely- wait... I'll make it there.

It's only for a year I sold my life
To the steel, mechanic motion keeping time.
I wanted just to see if I could stand upon my feet.
I'd never found a place I couldn't find the bright side.

Crawling away from here...