You’re dead inside
And all the facts that made you slowly die will never change
It’s up to you, you’re dead inside
And all the jokes they make upon your weirdness
Will never change, you’re dead inside
Wise up yourself or stand by yourself
We only live this life, and it’s up to you
As time goes by you isolate yourself
You don’t want to change
We only live this life
While life is being held beyond your consciousness
Your stubborn attitude makes you transparent
If you don’t love life
Then you won’t live life
Reasons lie on you
There’s no bad luck, no black hand
You define yourself
You’re turning thirty, say goodbye
To the biggest times you’ll ever live
In your blur existence
Fading away like the morning mist
When sun displays its strength
And knock out pessimists
Who’s the man with a daily meal
that dares to say that life’s not good?
It’s up to you, you’re dead inside
Somewhere in your timeline you decided to throw away
all the best from you
If you don’t love life
Then you won’t live life
Reasons lie on you
There’s no bad luck, no black hand
You define yourself
It’s up to you…
Written and produced by Ignasi Calvo
Feat. Jordi Rabascall on vocals and arrangments
30.12.2008 / 1.1.2009 / 2.1.2009