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Rabbit hole
04:03
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So if You want to step in
It won't be easy
You'll have to force yourself now to take a bow
My girl, my friend, my good mate
We are all greedy
Someone will have to expose
But no, I won't
Dissolving poisonous tears
It shortly puts You to sleep
Ready to make a slide down the rabbit hole
It was a journey for two
I think I'll get over You
Some secret place where desires are grown
I'm sober
I'm sober
I'm somewhere
In the place with no name
Away
Gets warmer
And warmer
Disorder
The base (and the cause) of all change
Dont you step out of the path
Unless you're willing
To be deceived by the stars and get caught
Between the lines there's a clue
Quietly given
To leave a bite of a chance to leave it all
Towards the skies
The light and shadow alike
With every step
Yesterday dies
Tommorow frozen in time
Surprise again
It's over
Turn off the
Bright lights
Tonight (x2)
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2. |
Rebels without a cause
03:23
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Our strings and keys talk softly
Our drums too quiet to lead the way
No flags or flaming bottles
Too fucking safe and dressed up well
Show how You're bleeding
Show me your badge and call it to face
Things we believe in
Sleep deep inside but ready to burn
Are these words unholy
When there is nothing left to say?
Fed up with same old stories
This is my right, this is my way
Our strings and keys talk softly
Our drums too quiet to lead the way
No flags or flaming bottles
Too fucking safe and dressed up well
Who is Your hero?
Icons to buy and icons to sell
I had a dream once
But now there's one confession to make
How many times You've lost your chance
To say how much You care
And how many times You would have said
But You would never dare
Hey
You won't believe it
You're just like anyone else out there
Hey
The world keeps spinning
Wheter You're still alive or dead
So are these words unholy
When there is nothing left to say?
Fed up with same old stories
This is my right, this is my way
This is my way
This is my way
This is my way
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3. |
Heads in clouds
03:43
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Through these years of a divine profusion
I've been drfiting away
Drifting away
It's just the same golden, fragile illusion
Repeating itself
Over and over again
Taking control over downfall and fortune
Is like threatning skies on a stormy day
There's something more, something bigger
Than all things
One can close in a shell
Close in a shell
See
What's unseen
See
Feel
Carefully
Feel
Every door, every heart opened widely
There's no necessity to think more than that
Majestic dreams, basic needs followed blindly
Until You'll finally meet Your own parting ways
Why put a coin in these boxes of porcelain?
Why would You raise a monument for yourself?
What You chase is worth no more than laughter
You better start before this thing comes to end
To see
What's unseen
See
Feel
Carefully
Feel
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4. |
Peace off
04:06
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Home is where the heart is, but where is our?
Wall between us and them is growing higher
It's time
To be awaken from a long civil sleep
It's time
To knock you off from your pathetic Olymp
It's time
It's time
It's time
Some might want to stay clean inside this barrel
Nothing more addictive, fistful of power
Piss off
Don't you tell me how I'm supposed to live
Piss off
Pull the trigger, see how it's like to kill
Piss off
Piss off
Piss off
Piss off and go to hell
Lost in promises made by selfish liars
Your deeds will echoe for years, you will deny it...Now
Piss off
It's not that simple it cannot be rebuilt
Piss off
You better make sure what you are dealing with
Piss off
You're being watched
Piss off
Redhanded caught
Piss off
Piss off and go to hell
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