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bila aku melukis dikatanya aku takda bakat,bila aku bermain muzik dikatanya aku membuat aktiviti sesat yang kurang bermoral dan membuang masa.solat aku jaga,aku tak tonggang benda haram.tapi kenapa kerapkali aku juga yang dimarah dan dibebelkan?

Ray berulang kali menanyakan soalan sebegitu didalam hatinya namun begitu dia tetap bersabar dengan setiap perkara yang berlaku,di tolak permohonan ipta tempoh hari masih lagi memberi kesan buruk kepada dirinya memandangkan rakan-rakan yang lain sudah meletakkan diri mereka di pintu gerbang,tetapi tidak bagi dia yang masih memohon dan menunggu untuk diterima masuk ke ipta.


"woi apa benda kau mengelamun tu bro,dari tadi tak cucuk-cucuk lagi cabble tu!"Danial menegur Ray yang dari tadi berdiri didepan amp sambil memegang guitar cabble,Damia dari jauh sedang membetulkan mich stand untuk memudahkan dia menyanyi.


"okay aku dah siap!"Fizi selaku drummer sudah menyiapkan snare drum and cimbal.


"lagu pertama nak main lagu apa?"sambil Ray menyarungkan stripe guitar ke badan dia dan turn off gadget guitar.


"hmm kita cover lagu against me-borne on the fm waves of the heart okay?"Damia bertanyakan kepada The Rendevous.


"okay set!"serentak mereka bersetuju
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No, it's not what we meant to say.
We don’t really love each other.
What happens when the summer’s over?
How long before distance becomes a chore?
I'm approaching with great, great trepidation.
I hope you’ll understand.

Before you speak think about what you're trying to say.
Who else is there to blame for miscommunication?
You're getting caught up in the excitement.
You making promises you can’t keep.
You need to leave all your options open.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.

Anxiety, Anxiety you give me no mercy.
Grind my teeth smooth and flat in my sleep.
We took some pills to calm us down.
Then we needed help to come back up.
Just trying to stay in control of the situation.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
They fall apart so easily.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like it's going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
You're searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control.
You have to fight to stay in control.
No, you don’t have to fight to stay in control of the situation