While i'm drinking jack all alone in my local bar
And we don't know how we got into this mad situation
Only doing things out of frustration
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
She needs me now but I can't seem to find a time
I've git a new job now in the umemploymentline
And we don't know we got into this mess it's a gods test
Someone hulp us cause we're doing our best
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
But we're gunna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Sit talking up all night
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah
We're smiling but we're close to tears
Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first time
She's in line at the door with her head held high
While I just lost my job but didn't lose my flight
But we both know how we're gonna make it work when it hurts
When you pick yourself up you get kicked in the dirt
Trying to make it work but man these times are hard
But we're gunna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah
We're smiling but we're close to tears
Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first time
Drinking old cheap bottles of wine
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while yeah
We're smiling but we're close to tears
Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first time
For the first time
Oh, for the first time
Yeah, for the first time
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
The Script- for the first time
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people said every start line has their own finish, every life has their own dead, every sunrise has their own sunset, and still people did not know when they need to end all the drama. these week i already finish my end semester exam, and now it's time for HOLIDAY!!!! yeah...okay let's tell about story, story about what in people mind, what people thought, what people said about what they see, what they feel, what they smell, what they think. sometime we are a prisoner of ourselves mind. people trying to fool themselves to accepted by the community. yeah maybe for some reason i'll do it too. okay let's see the story...
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kamu adalah sebuah ketidak pastian, saat kamu berpikir terlalu dalam kamu hanya akan menjadi patung pemikir rodin yang tidak bisa bergerak. berpikir seakan tidak ada habisnya seperti patung, dan dia memang patung. akankah kamu membiarkan semua pikiran itu tertulis dan biar kubaca seutuhnya?
diriku yang tuna dalam melihat dan mendengar. seakan semua berbisik dan menelisik semua yang tidak pasti itu. saat aku memandang dunia ini, dirimu adalah salah satu ketidak pastian yang tidak bisa kupecahkan misterinya. pola dan tingkah adalah dua sisi yang tidak pernah aku lihat dan aku pikirkan. tapi lapis demi lapis rantai itu telah dibuka oleh dirimu sendiri. aku yang menutup mata seakan tersentak dan terbangun. dilempar dari langit menghujam tanah yang dingin dan beku. akankah kau mau menolongku dari sini?
aku yang menutup mata tak pernah ingin dibohongi. walau aku buta dan tuli, jiwaku masih sesak dan penuh akan api abadi dari amarah. mungkin aku bertanya kembali pada kaca itu, apakah aku pantas untuk dibohongi? mukamu pun padam merah, seakan tidak bertuan didalam diri itu. tumpah ruah amarah yang tak bisa dipadamkan akan menjadi teman dalam sebuah perjalanan ini. tidak kah kamu sadar kamu hanya membangkitkan semua yang sudah tertidur walau itu sudah terikat didalam kerangkeng baja?
baka berarti mati, dan sekarang biarkanlah aku mati. mungkin engkau yang tak menyadarinya atau aku yang terlalu terkubur dalam-dalam. bila kau bisa basuh aku dengan air kehidupan, mungkin aku akan hidup. tapi saat semuanya bercampur dengan ketulusan mungkin aku akan benar menjadi manusia. bangkitkanlah aku dari kubur ini, tapi tak bisa kupastikan jiwa ini akan kembali, atau hanya mayat hidup tak berjiwa yang kau bangkitkan. kehidupan suatu saat akan punah, tapi waktu itu tak pasti. dari sebuah kepala yang dipenggal aku bercerita. biarkan ini hanya jadi cerita. drama dari manusia yang telah mati jiwanya. fana dan tak waras.
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it's take a long time to finish these story. since i first time i wrote these story, lifeline was change. surprising event has been occurred. since that we wrote every letter that never been the same anymore. and people just die at the end... 16 december 2010 - 24 march 2010
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