Atlas Losing Grip все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

There was something crucial that we shared, don't know what went wrong.
And as I sit and contemplate, writing this song.
I just can't seem to find that common thread.
Whatever it was that we once had,
guess now it's dead.

You took another little piece of me,
tried to make it yours,

Well, my heart is broken and my spirit too
but this won't be the day that I surrender to the likes of you.
I may be hurt and bleeding,
but I won't lay down and die.
As long as this hearts beating.
I will get up and try again.
And I know I can't be wrong,
'cause we are thousands strong yeah!

This is one thing that is constant
and I keep crawling back here every time I fall.
It is the pillar I rest my hope on.
This is my life-blood, this is my all...

Call it what you want, it don't bother me.
Hearts permeated and soiled with envy - time and time again.

I'm torn between worlds that can't co-exist,
with a heartache that burns and a pain that persists.
Stuck at a crossroad where the lines between lunacy and reason fade.
Heads or tails, either way, I'm bound to lose what I can't afford.

Time's running out for this heart filled with doubt.
Stranded in the darkest corners of my mind.
Searching for some clarity

That tired face I see in the mirror,
I know it from somewhere... could it be any clearer?
Just an older version of the boy within.
Just an old diversion of original sin.

Where did all the dreams go?
All the things I was gonna do.
Somehow life got in the way.

I was very insecure as a kid but I found a place
inside myself where nobody could bully me, a haven
from that small-town mentality. A state of mind where
my emotions all were, and still are, something I didn't
need to be ashamed of. I still go to that place every
day and shut the world out, just shut it all out. It's what
keeps me going on when I feel I'm not so strong at all.
It's what keeps me holding on when I'm weak enough to

In every corner I see you.
Who ever said it would be easy?
I carry a picture in my pocket.
Wherever I go I have you with me.
I have to let go, guess anyone can see...

That it's breaking me
to carry this weight in my chest.

Feels like I'm drowning.
Suffocated by monotony.
The day to day mundane is killing me.
I have tasted the poison now I just want more.
Give me everything, give me life and fireworks galore!

Chemically jocund and sublime. Sleep is just a waste of time.