Nora - Loser's Intuition (2002) by Nora (보컬) on maniadb.com

I'm doing alright with my convictions.
You're like everyone...
You climbed a bone ladder to the top.
How are you?
What if you are everyone?
Can't see the sun, can't feel the rain.
I noticed you aren't breathing.
Wave goodbye, I'm doing all right for myself.
Well, I guess it's fucking dark up there;
Stand up on top of everyone around you and don't see anything.
and what you don't hear is your heart.
It's lonely at the top.
I got no interest in fighting my way through all the compromises you left behind.


Your mind living and what you don't feel is your spine bending,
Your back breaking.
(What you don't feel is)
Watch out for their foot in your back.
But they do.
They're as blind as you are,
They're as dead as you are,
And you're in their way.

I just watched somebody die.
I just swallowed another lie.
I don't want to swallow another lie.
I don't want to see people die.
It's time to own up to what you said,
To back up what you've done.
The TV screen - you want something from me.

The TV screams - you need something from me.

The TV screen - you want something from me.
I don't want to be afraid.


The TV screams - you need something from me.
Another life, another lie, mass murders of the mind.
Another life, another lie, mass murders of my mind.
This is why we hide.
I don't want to be afraid to go outside.
This is why we die.
This is why.

You've got to give to get.
I took too much to forget.
You've got to give to get.
Don't close your eyes.
You've got to give.
What the fuck?
My friend?
Did you think I'd forget?
You had a chance,
We have the scars,
We had the dream.
They stole the dream.
They took the stars.
It's all we have.
You had a chance.
We have the scars,
We knew the world.
They stole the dream.


They took the stars.
It's all we had.
It should be ours.
You let it come down around you,
There's nothing under there.
I'm afraid I have to close my eyes;
I have to be selfish.
I hope you know we love you my friend.
What the fuck?
My friend?
What did you think, my friend?
I'd never walk away, my friend?
I remember what you look like standing, my friend.
I remember.

Running out of reasons to try.
Running out of things to say.
Running out of smiles to fake.
Running out of ways to lie.

Running out of reasons.
This is my life.
What the fuck am I going to do?
What the fuck am I going to do?
Too busy to hit bottom.

I live to toe the line so bring it on.
I don't have time to burn out.
I don't have time for sympathy,
I'm not interested in conciliation.
And I hate surprises.


If it's gonna get worse I can take it...try me.
If this is it then let me know.

Make it enough.
Make it enough.
I don't have time to hit bottom.
It's the best that I've got.

It's the best that you'll get.
It takes too long to climb back out.
I don't have time.
Bring it.

Watched your lips move during that interview.
Spitting poison that's not dangerous,
That voice wasn't yours.
I read what you said in that interview.
Throwing knives that are dull.
Was that you?
Why didn't it hurt you when you cut yourself?

How come there's no blood coming from those wounds?

You're no hero.


Just not that cool.
What if you meant it?

We meant it when we sang along.
My see-through-hero,
What the fuck did you think I was pointing my finger at?
You can't block the bullets I'm going to shoot at you.

You hear it.
You feel it.

You pin it to your fucking heart like the rest of us.
You feel it.
You hear it.
You pin it to your heart and you keep moving.

We're not going to save the world.
We're not going to save the world.

We're just learning how to live.
Breathe it in.
We're just learning how to breathe.
It just might get us through.)
(As long as it's something, we're more than nothing.

We can learn to breathe the smoke,
And we can set the fires.
It's in a thousand different places;
I heard it in a thousand different songs.



You hear it.
You feel it.
You hear it.
You pin it to your fucking heart like the rest of us.

You feel it.
You pin it to your heart and keep moving.
I remember these roads with different voices,

Singing different songs.
Different faces and different places,
Setting the same fires.

This is how we burn.
(This is) for the travelers.

My problem is I can see it.
My problem is I have seen it.


Look what it's done to me.

Watching what it's done to you.


13 hours at a time, or 9-5.



We're in this for our lives.
13 hours at a time.

Are you alive?
Are you a lie?




What about standing up?
What about fighting for your life?


What about standing up?



What're you going to do when the good guys lose?

Day after day you're on your back.

A slave so long,



You've lost track 13 hours at a time, or 9-5.

We're in this for our lives.




13 hours at a time.
Are you afraid?


Afraid to try?
Are you alive?

Are you a lie?




This is a fight.
You're a lie.
Do what's right.


This is a fight to stay alive.


This is a fight for our lives.
This is a fight.

I have nothing but contempt,
For how you think and how you live.
Twisted words to suit your vision,
You are not a god.
Took what wasn't yours to give.
You are not a man.

You are just a thief.

Come take from me.
How does the sun feel on your back?
How does your foot feel on her back?
I won't accept your life.

I won't steal her life.
How do you justify your life?


I will walk past your tradition and I won't look back.

How do you crush life?

Won't respect your position.
I can look in your eye,
I think you missed his point.
And know it for what you turned into.

I don't think he speaks to you.
Monster.

How do we act like this?
We've left each other behind.
Walked away from our own,
Left them alone,
Self-satisfying our desires from the top of another's back.
Liar.
Reduced yourself to this.
Lair.
There's nothing on the top of a pile of our own,
There's nothing on the backs of our friends,
There's nothing to our desires when we win like this.
Have you ever seen the eyes of a man,
As he's betrayed by his friends?


Have you ever seen him cry?
Have you ever seen his eyes?
Because every day we are beaten down,
Stolen from,
Lied to,
By our friends,
By our own,
By our fellow man.
It could have been so much better than this.