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The right to feel depressed
I think about it every so often
It's the rise of the clichés
The choice whether to listen to the government

You find a way and try to live up to it
In years to come and in your mind
You know, there comes a time when you forget
Another mission for the mercy of humankind

So just pass the wine
And I'll tell you there is no end
But I'll be lying
Which I know so terribly well

Find a way and try to live up to it
Slow days along the railway line
You know, there comes a time when you forget
Makes you wonder about the life you're leaving behind

Down the hole we go
Down the hole we're sucked again
Down the hole we go
Down the hole we're sucked again
Down the hole we go
Down the hole we're sucked again
Down the hole we go
It's preordained and material in a potent blend

The right to be depressed
I think about it all the time
Do you wish this fucking day would end already?
Do you feel like you're falling through your life?

And never speak is never regret
Slow days without a sign
You know, there comes a time when you forget
Makes you wonder what else you might've accidentally left behind

Just pass the wine
I may never be what I should
Well that's just fine
At least I've understood

That there's no real need to live up to it
No space to strive for clarity
You know, there comes a time when you forget
The world isn't ready for your kind of solidarity

Just pass the wine
And hand me the keys to your car
In a crooked line we will ride
We'll be pleased to have gone this far

But there's no real reason to go for it
The truth will finally align
You know, there comes a time when you forget
Let the innocent child be the measure of manhood in wartime

Lose the time again
Down the hole with all your friends
Find it again
In the hole until the end
Time again
Time again for a big descent
Find it again
Give it up for the fear in man

(what a brilliant line)

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from Old Hits 2: More Old Hits, released February 1, 2019

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a truth called nothing Stockholm, Sweden

The European atheist art-rock band, a truth called nothing, is made up of contrasts: they combine hi-i with lo-fi, death with joy. They have been active since the new millenium began, collaborating heavily with the european movement to legalize assisted suicide, as well as emerging at the forefront of the online phenomenon "Borgarkrossarna" ("The Bourgeois Breakers"). ... more

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