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- A Random Night In August Lyrics / with translationsThe air, it feels so cold tonight
And I'm not too sure that I'll be here tomorrow
Or if I am ready to take
These consequences we call fate:we call fate
So just forget these promises I never kept
And everything that I regret
Cause we'll never know if it's time to go
So hold on tight and enjoy the ride
And if I should die tonight
Please know that everything happens for a reason
I appreciate that you all prayed
That hopefully I could be saved:I could be saved
And I'm not too sure that I'll be here tomorrow
Or if I am ready to take
These consequences we call fate:we call fate
So just forget these promises I never kept
And everything that I regret
Cause we'll never know if it's time to go
And if I should die tonight
Please know that everything happens for a reason
I appreciate that you all prayed
That hopefully I could be saved:I could be saved
Facts about A Random Night In August
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A Random Night In August is first released on September 10, 2008 as part of Farwell's album "Cancer's In the Air Tonight" which includes 11 tracks in total. This song is the 6th track on this album.
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A Random Night In August falls under the genre Rock.
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A Random Night In August song length is 3 minutes and 25 seconds.
When was A Random Night In August released?
A Random Night In August is first released on September 10, 2008 as part of Farwell's album "Cancer's In the Air Tonight" which includes 11 tracks in total. This song is the 6th track on this album.
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Which genre is A Random Night In August?
A Random Night In August falls under the genre Rock.
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How long is the song A Random Night In August?
A Random Night In August song length is 3 minutes and 25 seconds.
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Meaning to "A Random Night In August" song lyrics
A Random Night In August
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