Aztek Trip
Aztek Trip - Tradition songtekst
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I bet you never will fall far below yourself I bet you always were the first one in line Someone pinch me, I'm alive Dont ever wake me until I feel something I gotta feel something very soon Im about to lose the edge Im breaking through Im about to overcome my greatest fear Im about to give it up for what its worth Who knew that we'd see ourselves in different places Like we confuse ourselves until we're black and blue Carry on the Tradition as if it never wastes stuff Who knew that the rest of us was black and white I bet your weaker side, overcomes you I bet you always were the first one to cry why? they say, we had it so well they didnt even think that we would second guess ourselves we should've figured it by now Im about to lose the edge Im about to give it up for whats its worth Who knew that we'd see ourselves in different places Like we confuse ourselves until we're black and blue Carry on the Tradition as if it never wastes stuff Who knew that the rest of us was black and white Now we know nothing lasts forever Somethings may change for the better Who knew that we'd see ourselves in different places Like we confuse ourselves until we're black and blue Carry on the Tradition as if it never wastes stuff Who knew that the rest of us was black and white