8 days a week Video (MV)

You move to city of my dream
Where there're five ways to leave
Where it went two times the speed
And three steps to grief
You could see i'm happy
With a merry life
Just bury me

I move from city of my dream
Where there're eight days a week
With a five to nine job
Where you're always asleep
Time ticks off i'm awake
Snoozing the clock
Our dreams got delayed

TELL ME
HOW CAN I NOT BE AFRAID

I thought I knew you
Like the back of my hand
And i know
And i knowoowoah
How it goes

I thought I knew you
Like the back of my hand
And i know
And i knowoowoah
And i don't.

I thought I knew you
Like the back of my hand
And i know
And i know
And i know
And i don't