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nuance
02:30
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odradek
07:48
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You don’t try to see it, there’s no way to stop its funny ride
Don’t be asking for its name, the breathless voice is like a sound from
nowhere…
A rustling of falling leaves…
You’ll never know enough about it, you’ll never know the etymology of its
name…
Don’t wonder why sometimes you cannot meet it…
You will find it out in the next centuries to come…
No history…no sense…
You don’t try to erase it; the innocence of its ways will lock you in its
emptiness
You don’t try to make it your enemy; it’s standing on the corner when you
think it isn’t there…
When you thought it had vanished…
With that strange way of stealing the air that you breathe
And its powerful voice saying “I’m the master”
No way to escape from it
No way or something erase it….
Standing there living beyond the limits of your lifetime
There’s a thing watching every single life of your successor…
Its shapeless life seems to be going under soon
But you couldn’t figure out anything about it at all!
Its shapeless body comes from another dimension
Without life…without any reason of life…
The strength of its emptiness will overwhelm us and it’ll say:
“no need for anger your exsistence is nothing compared to my nullity!”
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3. |
frogs
02:32
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4. |
charade
06:45
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I have to leave this place, it ain’t fun anymore…
I am trying hard…I choose one more solution for this problem…
It seems to me so weak and empty…there’s no other way out.
All I need is get away and never look back.
You won’t have to bore no one anymore with your speeches,
I won’t look back with anger, ‘cause anger is not a gift anymore…
Then my wounded arms will grip to something stronger to receive the cure.
Thanks for your egoism, idiot, take it back your little world,
You can’t figure it out? it’s useless for me.
All the people talking, sat down until the sunset comes…
Talking about the same old dirty things and I’m bored of watching ‘em get easily amused.
So how could I lay my fingers on this keyboard that doesn’t play at all?
All I need is get away and never look back.
You won’t have to bore no one anymore with your speeches,
I won’t look back with anger, ‘cause anger is not a gift anymore…
Then my wounded arms will grip to something stronger to receive the cure.
No dreams could live here anymore…
While I’m searching for a place to be…
There’s no space for a brand new idea…
A new mind, a new one…
A new mind, a new one…
There’s no space for a brand new idea…
While I’m searching for a place to be…
No dreams could live here anymore…
You won’t have to bore no one anymore with your speeches,
I won’t look back with anger, ‘cause anger is not a gift anymore…
Then my wounded arms will grip to something stronger to receive the cure.
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5. |
cobweb
03:02
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6. |
out of control
03:36
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Large pieces of unknown things obscure my view
I try to look at the screen but I can do it barely…
They come to me to make me see something unreal…
They think I’m possibily going crazy…
They come to make me see something different,
Something they want me to try and get…
Somewhere, anyone, come help me get through.
But I won’t fall in their arms and let them feed on my thoughts…
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7. |
wax-work (lost4words)
03:18
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8. |
sit-paradox
03:58
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9. |
in the eyes
05:08
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They are in the air I breath and everywhere I can see
seems like everyplace is theirs…
Now I have to grab an axe with my hand
And crash their heads into little pieces
so I let it rise, a new sun…a new thing.
As the butterflies leave their grubs and forget about the ones behind…
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