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  1. Dette er en gammel sang som aldri ble helt ferdi, for lydfilene ble slettet når harddisken døde.. Så der er mye "rusk" i denne sangen. Veldi få har hørt den før, så jeg er veldi nysgjerrig på Hva folk synst om den Lyrics: They never said The Dying tried, to break the circle we abide. we're not allowed to look around, to see we are growing down. We've all been taught that this is right, and that there's nothing there to fight, but climb the mountain high and far! that kind of freedom is who we are! For all the Freedom left on earth, Was stolen from us on our birth. So who are you, and who am I? wingless Birds will never fly. Without our feathers we must stay. until they grow, we must obey. They break our hold, and fold our hands. "From the dust, in God we trust." Survival of the fattest! They Grant us happiness they claim. technology it's not the same. I want to see what's left unseen, not from a TV screen. We are who they want us to be. It's like there never was a "me". if we explore what the spirit holds, they call us criminals. So now we're prisoners down here. the walls will never disappear. it's why we drink. it's why we fight. we're only ants without our rights. in only dreams are spirits free, my own romantic fantasy, 'cause I have seen, and I have felt. b eyond the dust, the soul I trust.
  2. i ett lite heimestudio med kysten, sitte der en mann me gitar, bass, tromme, mikrofon, mixebord å ei datamaskin, å laga musikk heilt åleine. ej spela alle instrument, skrive å synge sjøl. ka dokke syns?
  3. http://urort.p3.no/#!/Band/Lette​rsUnread/Track/111081 hei! Ej he ett lite studio heime, å he laga musikk nåken år, å dinne blei ej ferdi me for ei lita stond sida, so kjøyr på å lytt! kom gjerne med feedback Punk is not dead! Lyrics: I should be sleeping now. Asleep i picture you, but we all feel the distortion. I quess its overdue, and karma wants us to take a deep breath, brace for submersion. The tears of you are falling from the sky, along with mine, and made the ocean, where we drowned, we sank the ship, we all went down, fell asleep on the seabed. Whisper to me voice of reason, tiny grains of hope would save me now. The price of happiness is paid for, and everywhere i turn, my soul is bound to one. The past is black and white, the embers longed to reignite, with hope to find, a greener pasture left behind. I would be sleeping now, and not preparing for the end. A last embrace, but she was gone without a trace. I bleed with you, you bleed with me, and you would trip, and i would fall, but not enough to prove it all. We stood in shadows of despair, love is blind, but now its clear, you never know where you belong, until it's gone.
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