When I scroll back through our recent days
I try to understand
How we could forget
We made a promise to one another
That nothing would ever break what we had
Now we never talk when we fall apart
We never talk when we fall apart
We pretend we're ok
Surrounding ourselves with one-way friendships
And so-called friends
I know we got used to new us
And I don't want to be there
I don't want to be there
Where we are
I know we got used to new life
And I don't want to be there
No, I don't want to be there
Where we are
Silence fallen between
All the doors are locked
All the words unsaid
And we're still afraid of time
Started to keep ourselves
At a distance that we could control
Not too close
Not too far
Now we never talk when we fall apart
We just never talk when we fall apart
We pretend we're ok
By filling up our inner space
With little hates
And so-called love
I know we got used to new us
And I don't want to be there
I don't want to be there
Where we are
I know we got used to new life
And I don't want to be there
No, I don't want to be there
Where we are
Grįžtant prie remiksų temos. Neretu atveju man tai atrodo kaip galimybė ne itin žinomam DJ tapti žinomesniam (netaikoma, žinoma, tokiems kaip Moby). Kita vertus, gal tai AŠ nežinau apie plačiai žinomą DJ (nes ta sritis manęs nedomina). Tai aš daugelį miks
Duodu naga nukirpti, jei si daina netaps Veliniu dienos daina musick pasaulyje:
"I wanna rock you baby 'til I die
It's a magic symphony
Baby when you're lyin' next to me
I hear violins
You know what it means
Just for tonight."
Arba ateis iki vakaro goths
...remiksai, išlaikant autentišką aranžuotę, su tikslu kitaip perdėlioti tam tikrus muzikinius akcentus. Tokie remiksai man įdomūs ir jie jau dažnai įneša šiokių tokių teigiamų pokyčių.