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Full Circle
02:11
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felt dead for the past ten years.
had no idea of who i am.
step by step into nowhere.
the bitter end I couldn’t bear.
and finally all drifting parts come together.
it’s coming full circle, all making sense.
in a life that seemed to lead nowhere.
with all questions asked and all actions done.
a daily routine of looking down the barrel of a gun.
and finally all drifting parts come together.
and it’s a better understanding of how we should spend our lives.
how we should love, how we should talk.
and how we should take care of us.
and it finally makes sense that we share a future full of choices.
that the mistakes we make, are the lessons that no one
can teach us upfront.
that we have to learn life the hard way. crying tears of awareness.
running against closed doors and blocked up ways.
and finally all drifting parts come together.
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2. |
A Dead Mans Trail
02:04
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i follow the trail of a dead man
taking on a difficult legacy
where is my place in life?
your plans would be the end of me!
who am i supposed to be?
what do you want to see in me?
who are you to judge anyway?
when you mislead me anytime!
one day, some day
i will be free from all your sins
one day, some day
i will be free
turn my head around
take a look at what's behind me
bury the pain, get you out of my head
in a world full of excuses
you grasp at straws even though you know
that there is no place here for you
not here, not now, it never was
cover up my very existence
i'm done! I’m gone!
never saw myself in your life. never!
kicked down, pushed around
a frightened boy that's deaf and blind
no words of wisdom, no helping hands
it's just sit and wait
so i reach out my begging hands
walls around, walls inside my head
i chose a life of dead-end ways
and it's still sit and wait
i'm obsessed with your ideas
of a strong man
deaf and blind
reveal your intentions
mislead me into nowhere!
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3. |
The Eyes Of A Stranger
02:27
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from my earliest days. a black spot in my memory.
had to learn the wrong ways of love and responsibility.
drop by drop, the sea you'll drown in.
stone by stone, the wall that will close in on you.
I was fed with doubt and suspicion.
pushed down, pushed away.
getting used to be passed around.
looks can be so deceiving.
hard shell, soft heart.
i turn that principle the other way around.
an anxious child in the ruined body
of an aging man. a gravely mind.
I'm speaking with a black tongue.
dropping words like gravestones.
in your lovely neighborhood.
200 pounds of questions.
200 pounds of second thoughts.
thirty years of expectations.
thirty years of wasted time.
and there are 200 pounds still waiting.
take a look at 200 pounds you can't betray.
and i look back at thirty years of sorrow.
i remember thirty years of hate.
so here i am, face down.
with an endless list of questions.
repeating my words again and again.
and again and again.
I didn't care for myself since i can't remember when.
a bag of bones that carries only pain.
in my dreams i'm a different man.
relieved from all burden.
relieved from all fears.
relieved. relieved.
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4. |
Dead Ends (Instrumental)
01:37
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5. |
The Black Hole
02:29
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the hungry sea is waiting.
another chapter closed.
move on, hold on, digging your own grave.
impatient waves are baring
their teeth to pull you down.
move out, swarm out - and never look back again.
let the young and hopeful set their sails
and swarm out in all directions.
leaving home, leaving all behind.
it's a dead end. it's a dead end.
it's a dead end you're running for.
what seems to be the cure might
not be the saving shore.
the will, the urge, for something more than this.
ends in broken dreams and a quest for happiness.
this life we live.
a life of contradiction.
day in, day out.
we search for something that can't be found.
day in, day out.
lost somewhere, lost everywhere.
we repeat this circle, for so many years.
again and again.
we follow the leaders into decay.
lost hope. lost hearts.
dead end! dead end!
blind eyes. lost minds.
dead end! dead end!
I'm a deaf soldier trapped in my own war.
point all weapons against myself.
blindfolded, tumbling around.
I once walked the lonely roads. with desperate minds.
been in tune with the solitary souls.
and what did i learn?
what did i learn?
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6. |
White Noise
02:47
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no faith at all.
with his sunken eyes.
the world goes by.
he lost it all.
the saviours, they were promised.
but they never, never came by.
no one ever took a second for an excuse.
no one ever cared at all.
no one.
his voice is troubled with the memories of yesterday.
an empty stare clouded by the options of what his life could have been.
he tells the stories that no one wants to hear anymore.
the white walls are screaming, he can't stand the noise.
the white walls are screaming, he can't listen anymore.
the white walls are screaming.
the white walls are screaming.
years have passed him by.
carried his health away.
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Just Went Black Hamburg, Germany
JWB is a hardcore punk band that rocked for many moons and has been in "inactive mode" since 2012. This is the "official profile" to keep our music available.
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