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letra de 4am - broadburn

verse 1
it’s the calm storm before the start
watch this weak mind frantically fall apart
zero provocatory the lights are out not brightened
doing all these great things but not enlightened
flashing lights colours eyes on the diamond
it’s like i’m doing all these things but someone else is there
the story is finished sequels got no flair
there’s nowhere to run
in desperation you peer behind
memory lane hits you it’s time
the lights take you away

hook
cause it is 4am
here we are again
cannot see a thing
bar every single mistake
that i ever made
every mind that i screwed
every bad word said
again again again
still is 4am
in this fractured zen
keep resuscitating
cannot stop fixating
the way it used to be used to be
post chorus
i say that’s it’s over walk in this straight line
shadow shows reluctance tags behind
the marathon is over sit down relax
but i can’t be content
mine is always sent
chasing rabbit holes and loose ends
dashing like a deer on the hunt
the legs waitor swallowed into a haze
that 1 though lingers for days and days

verse 2
it is 4am
dozing in this this harmful zen
might of just ruined the best thing in my life
who cares about any off that tonight
messed up him bad let’s try to fix this
the other thing can wait
that won’t find it way to retaliate
i can’t get them back that’s ridiculous
it’s so sad so bad it’s over mate
i’m drowning away to another shallow day
nothing nothing can wake out this haze
all that remains is lifeless
have no purpose or drive just exiting on the side
nothing seems to get me to exited
future seems empty so nervous far but near
i vowed i was ready for the next frontier
but it would hurt no one to stay another year
bridge
i hate the eternal wait
as the lords that be decide my fate
i hate that i look to a future of no certainty
i must no the ending urgently
everything seems perfect
but i’m still so distraught
on the edge ready to bull
streams of depression but i can’t cry
a anonymous fixture so ignorant so dry

chorus
it is 4am
god were here again
cannot pretend
i don’t wish how it used to be used
oh oh
circling circling again x5
again again again
it is 4am in this harmful zen
circling circling again x5

- broadburn

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