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Abandoned
01:19
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I'm forced, I'm forced to exist.
I'm forced, I'm forced to exist.
I see the same faces,
I see the same faces...
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I see the same faces in my mind.
A constant dejavú,
I don’t know why…
They are not what they be,
I’m not crazy just an erudite.
But tonight confused and sad,
I’m alright.
We’re made of lies and we don’t know what is real.
We’re made of lies, we’re made of lies.
I can’t say an explanation
to describe the whole sensation,
I’m better out of life.
Maybe I have anxiety.
But why?
If all feels alright tonight!
We’re made of lies and we don’t know what is real.
We’re made of lies, we’re made of lies.
We’re made of lies and we don’t know what is real.
We’re made of lies. We’re are liars.
I’m going down too deep in the flesh ocean
and I can’t understand which is my conscience.
So take care of what you deserve,
no one gives free respect.
Reality is what you create.
So live, don’t understand.
I see the same faces in my mind.
A constant dejavú,
I don’t know why…
There is no truth,
There is no truth,
There is no truth,
No truth.
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3. |
Hidden Skills
02:39
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A useless knowledge,
is better than college.
A sound of freedom all we miss.
When I’ll realize what I can do,
you’ll walk the line, take care of you.
Now, all is changing,
but we’re still trapped in faith constructs.
That helps my soul,
that helps my soul…
We killed our gods
but we create the newest ones.
We killed our gods (we killed our gods)
but it’s not a chance.
So I can try to canalize
the energy I have,
trying to do what,
trying to do what
helps my soul.
I’m just telling we’re not save.
Helps my soul.
We’re simply fucking slaves.
Helps my soul.
There’s a tiny little escape.
Helps my soul.
Art is the only thing we have.
Forty-one million reasons why
I take a look inside my mind
but I’m obsessed with being right.
I painted with my guts,
so take care of me.
I don’t want to trust in anyone;
so unstable…
Old Gods are six feet down
but we created…
Old Gods are six feet down
but we created, but we created…
But we create the newest ones.
Art is saving me,
but we create the newest ones.
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4. |
Not Sure
03:11
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It seems that I have to be nice
but I don’t wanna be your servant.
You’re always above me.
Someday, I’ll leave this town and
I face this on my own to prevail.
And now I’m feeling so alone.
My friends walked away,
out of my presence.
I lie if I try not to be worried
and I am conscious
of being pathetic and betrayed.
You make me awful;
I am not sure.
It seems that I have to be nice
but I don’t wanna be your servant.
You’re always above me.
Someday, I’ll leave this town and
I face this on my own to prevail.
We’re all so fucked up
or just fucking exhausted
of being your tiny moral salves.
Now I am asking
another question that I have:
how to act to be true with myself?
I’m not sure,
I’m not sure,
I’m not sure…
Fuck your confidence.
Feeling alone,
not disappointed.
I’m in my home,
fighting this darkness.
Feeling alone,
I’m in my home.
I don’t wanna trust in anyone.
I don’t wanna trust in anyone.
Feeling alone,
I’m in my home.
Just leave me…
Just leave me alone.
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5. |
Finding Paths
04:08
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No answers needed
when you’re alone.
Just more than reasons
to stay at home.
Attached to my own world
trying to escape.
But all the objects
are strongly curved,
but all my thoughts
are creeds and, simply, void.
I’ve got to find it,
I need more time
to tell you a story
that gives the life I want.
It’s cold outside,
we’re all wearing hats.
December ends
and we don’t give a fuck.
Don’t make you sad,
I’m still a rat.
I try to explain
why I live in mars.
There’s always a mission,
now I know how to waste my time.
There’s always a mission,
now I know how to waste my time.
Walking in my mind
there’s a place I have to find.
I lied –we lied–
when I said: ‘enough’.
Walking in my mind
there’s a place I have to find.
I lied –we lied–
when I said: ‘enough’.
I’ve got more projects than time to spend.
It doesn’t seems like it’s going to change.
I’ve got a… I’ve got myself in the mirror
and I’ve got nothing to say.
I’ve got more projects than time to spend.
It doesn’t seems like it’s going to change.
I’ve got a… I’ve got myself in the mirror
and I’ve got nothing to say.
I’m so obsessed.
I’m wasting time,
there’s no more patience.
I’m wasting time,
there’s no more patience.
And the stars don’t guide me
and your lights don’t save me.
And the stars don’t guide me
and your lights don’t save me.
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Progress, Die
03:46
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Look at me in a mirror.
I don't care about my way.
You may completely lie,
you may completely die.
There's nothing else to fight tonight.
It's all wrong, it's all wrong...
And you could make me sad.
It's okay.
Feeling like a proper stranger.
It's okay.
Like an icon, we live with anchors.
Life is a couple moments in vain.
You can explain your rules
or could be a fucking fool.
Our 'chroma key' show us our needs.
But it's okay, it's okay.
And you could make me sad.
It's okay.
Feeling like a proper stranger.
It's okay.
That save me, my uprooting.
Feeling like a proper stranger:
that save me.
That sinking night tried to get out
but I refuse my problems.
That sinking night tried to get out
but I refuse my problems.
Frustrating but makes me.
I can't grow up; I'm going on my own.
Frustrating but makes me.
I can't grow up; I'm going on my own.
And you could make me sad
but you can't change the good times,
but you can't change the good times
and I can't live those times again.
Those times again...
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7. |
Evening Drama
03:05
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We're in a new age,
is for what I am depressed.
Death make me rest.
Melancholic nights,
anxiety and empty lives.
How to survive?
You know that,
I'm not glad.
Just looking back my past.
Four nails, four crosses and fucking graves.
Four nails, four crosses and fucking graves.
Submerged in a lonely world
and I don't wanna feel alone.
Vulnerable, I think so...
Bad vibes made my world.
I've got lies
in my mind.
That closes my conceptual life.
Four nails, four crosses and fucking graves.
Four nails, four crosses and fucking graves.
Submerged in a lonely world
and I don't wanna feel alone.
Vulnerable, I think so...
Bad vibes made my world.
I don't wanna be the winner and I don't wanna be saved.
I don't wanna be the winner and I don't wanna be saved.
I don't wanna be the winner and I don't wanna be saved.
I don't wanna be the winner and I don't wanna be saved.
Don't tell me if you've set your goals.
I made my bed.
Don't tell me if you believe in God.
I'm staying lost.
We're in a new age,
is for what I am depressed.
Death make me rest.
Melancholic nights,
anxiety and empty lives.
How to survive?
Creating something.
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