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The Travelers, Pt. 1 Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I think I'm happy
Mostly happy
On a green autumn day
I'm walking lazy
Barely moving
Settle out and fade away
[Chorus]
Seems a life is something more
Than a journey with no end
I just want to lose it all and find myself again
I'm on my own, I'm on my own
[Verse 2]
I don't need a conscience to tell me how I feel
I don't need these weary eyes to focus on what to conceal
I don't need anybody to tell me who I am
Blame it on a broken heart, I'm falling apart again
[Outro: Spoken]
Watching, hurting
Say that shit to my fucking face
Nobody can give me a straight fucking answer
Waiting, hurting
Nobody can give me straight fucking answer
You're all alone, you're all alone
There is a man there somewhere
It's just, ah
This whole fucking world annoys you
Nobody knows where he is
It's like playing with a disease, for Christ sakes
And no one else is going to help you but you
I don't understand anymore
How many times do I have to fucking tell you that?
Why does it always happen to me?
There is no, there's no way to answer
How many fucking times
Why does it always happen to me?
There has to be right answers in a world that is so wrong
Do I have to fucking tell you that?
I think I'm happy
Mostly happy
On a green autumn day
I'm walking lazy
Barely moving
Settle out and fade away
[Chorus]
Seems a life is something more
Than a journey with no end
I just want to lose it all and find myself again
I'm on my own, I'm on my own
[Verse 2]
I don't need a conscience to tell me how I feel
I don't need these weary eyes to focus on what to conceal
I don't need anybody to tell me who I am
Blame it on a broken heart, I'm falling apart again
[Outro: Spoken]
Watching, hurting
Say that shit to my fucking face
Nobody can give me a straight fucking answer
Waiting, hurting
Nobody can give me straight fucking answer
You're all alone, you're all alone
There is a man there somewhere
It's just, ah
This whole fucking world annoys you
Nobody knows where he is
It's like playing with a disease, for Christ sakes
And no one else is going to help you but you
I don't understand anymore
How many times do I have to fucking tell you that?
Why does it always happen to me?
There is no, there's no way to answer
How many fucking times
Why does it always happen to me?
There has to be right answers in a world that is so wrong
Do I have to fucking tell you that?
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Vocals
Bass Guitar
Drums
Violin
Viola
Cello
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Assistant Mixing Engineer
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Label
Recorded At
Sound Farm Studio & Recording Environment, Jamaica, IA
Release Date
October 22, 2012
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