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Buried By Ignorance
03:37
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You can’t notice if just pretend,
you can’t bring me down.
We are the same: stone and brightness,
lonely and charming moon.
But this house is so empty.
I have got nothing more to lose.
All my demons are out there,
do believe me or don’t.
Hear your voice would be like caress your hands,
lonely and charming moon.
He’s forever buried by ignorance,
by bold ignorance.
But this house is so empty.
I have got nothing more to lose.
All my demons are out there,
do believe me or don’t.
Punishment,
unconfident secrets.
Say I’m right when I’m not all right.
«And if I die,
leave the balcony open.»
I’ll be all right with my charming moon.
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Hallucinogenic
03:23
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"Impulsiveness and rapid emotional shifts that can rage from fear to euphoria. Intensified feelings and sensory experiences."
Hypnotized, numb and broken.
Paranoia, tremors, dizziness.
And all the medicine in my head.
I'm mixing senses.
I'm feeling strange.
Impulsive moves.
Mood disturbances.
And all the medicine in my brain.
Can't move my head.
I feel tingling through my body.
Ha-ha-hallucinogenic.
City lights are covering my feelings.
Ha-ha-hallucinogenic.
Can't move my head.
I feel tingling through my body.
Ha-ha-hallucinogenic.
City lights are covering my feelings.
Ha-ha-hallucinogenic
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Curls
04:52
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The reborn of desire
crushes the air of my lungs.
I must be losing my mind,
I must be blurring my soul.
Throw away all your drawbacks,
put your senses in bloom.
Because my whole breath
is trapped in a whirl.
The noisy touch of your ego
would take me to the unknown.
I’m like electricity now.
Run, go.
Made of sugar and fire,
king of opium and lust.
Strange people I see always remind me of you.
Take me away to your planet,
I just want you to know
I’ve memorized all your curls.
The noisy touch of your ego
would take me to the unknown.
I’m like electricity now.
Run..
Destruction, confusion, reaction.
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Addicted
03:47
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When I was a stranger,
my mind was foggy enough
to chase the source of my brazenness.
Real wild ambitions
are corrupting my veins now,
freaking me out.
I’m not afraid of things that are changing.
I’m building my own shelter.
I’m not afraid of things that are changing.
I’m building my…
All the blurry nights
make wonder why I still standing here.
Firmer than a wall,
I’m stronger than a hurricane.
And all the blurry nights
would take me somewhere you cannot reach.
My feelings sound louder than a storm
of thunders and lightings.
When I was a stranger,
my mind was thick enough
to chase the source of my weakness.
Real wild ambitions
are corrupting my veins now,
bringing me down, down, down
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8 P.M.
03:36
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Night has come at 8 P.M
and your shadow now is walking down the stairs.
Big white moon shows your hair,
the same that I want to see before the end.
Taste me.
Graze me.
Strip my mind, it’s my desire!
I’m hearing your voice from a different place.
Drive me,
Erase me.
I don’t wanna be here anymore.
Bliss is undone and I am undone again.
We are on the wall of this street,
but I’d like to travel all along the sea.
And all the things that make me afraid
are flying to the sky and breaking under the rain.
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