(Khalas)
Wave to the sky
Look death in the eye (with a smile)
Keep your spirits high
Civil unrest
Rebuild and reinvent
Too alive to feel depressed
Eza ma mnedhak men jen
So we try to enjoy the mess instead
Who would ever want to leave
These dancy streets
Under sonic boom beats
Our laughing tears
All the crazy late night memories
Trottoirs bursts of overgrown trees
Zaatar mornings
Fairuz sobhiyet from old balconies
Yaané life's little things
Chaotic beauty
Tragic history
Only wish for peace
Youth fated to travel the world just to come back empty
Knew we won't find anything close to what we have here
Who would ever want to leave
(Polluted hearts muted scars of PTSD)
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(Khalas)
Wave to the sky
Look death in the eye (with a smile)
Keep your spirits high
Civil unrest
Rebuild and reinvent
Too alive to feel depressed
Eza ma mnedhak men jen
So we try to enjoy the mess instead
Who would ever want to leave
These dancy streets
Under sonic boom beats
Our laughing tears
All the crazy late night memories
Trottoirs bursts of overgrown trees
Zaatar mornings
Fairuz sobhiyet from old balconies
Yaané life's little things
Chaotic beauty
Tragic history
Only wish for peace
Youth fated to travel the world just to come back empty
Knew we won't find anything close to what we have here
Who would ever want to leave
(Polluted hearts muted scars of PTSD)
Wave to the sky
Look death in the eye (with a smile)
Keep your spirits high
Civil unrest
Rebuild and reinvent
Too alive to feel depressed
Eza ma mnedhak men jen
So we try to enjoy the mess instead
Who would ever want to leave
These dancy streets
Under sonic boom beats
Our laughing tears
All the crazy late night memories
Trottoirs bursts of overgrown trees
Zaatar mornings
Fairuz sobhiyet from old balconies
Yaané life's little things
Chaotic beauty
Tragic history
Only wish for peace
Youth fated to travel the world just to come back empty
Knew we won't find anything close to what we have here
Who would ever want to leave
(Polluted hearts muted scars of PTSD)
Writer: Sarah Machlab
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid