1. |
Manual
01:12
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2. |
Afterword
04:00
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I'm sick when I hear
The things you always say
"I'm lonely", "Forever"
And so on again
New build apartments
Still remain the same
New build apartments
No way, no way, no way...
With neighbours out
I hear tick tock
You view me out
You view me out...
I'm changing the issues
You know, it keeps me safe
I'm solving your problems
From now and till the grave
New build apartments
Still remain so strange
New build apartments
No way, no way, no way...
I hear tick tock
It's all about
You view me out
You view me out...
New build apartments
still remain
New build apartments
it's the afterword
New build apartments
still remain
New build apartments
the orders ward
The clock still knocks
According to the rules...
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3. |
Your Last Station
04:01
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I'm an insect in the tunnels of your love
I'm a shadow of your mind in case if you don't really mind
I'm a subway of your screams when you lie above the ground
I'm a reflection of the stories you deny.
Your last station subway...
Your dreams won't betray you.
Your lost memories decay...
It's just an FM-Radio.
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4. |
Eraserhead
04:26
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Electric summer
No real lights
I think I'm somewhere
Between the lines
I bleed in heaven
I burn in hell
Feel worse than ever
Eraserhead
The leaves grow slower
You're evergreen
It's always snowing
To freeze my skin
I lose my temper
With no regret
I feed my anger
Eraserhead
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5. |
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6. |
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1.
Times get better, you get worse
Dreams get ugly with no choice.
You get pain but you don't share
When you spread against the air.
Simply break another brick
So fragile while being thick
You're perfectly withdrawn
When you spread against the law.
ch.
Spell the wonder. I'm a creep
Kill your dreams to fall asleep
Every day you fall in love with something else.
Mind your own utopia
Guess I'm not. I hope you are
Reinfected by the parallel disease.
2.
Recreated by the thieves
Led by train that never leaves
With the relics that you stole
And you spread against the storm
Start your party with a mess
Drop my inner emptiness
When the words are sabertooth
Please don't thank me for the truth
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7. |
Spoiled
05:10
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.I.
Memory's out
Don't you think I'm loyal?
Innocent shout
But you know I'm spoiled.
Breaking my lungs
You are so ambitious.
Virtual trash
Seeing you is tempting
Ashes of cash
And my bills are empty.
Poetry junk
And some other issues.
My life is fiction...
.chorus.
You can be the head of a single head
You can sleep all night with no wrong or right
You can slip away, you can drive ahead
Someone wants me dead. I wonder how long
.II.
Selfish success
I'm as Black as Francis
Spirit of "Yes"
While rejecting senses
It's not to heal
But to make prescription
Memory's lined
There's so much to cry on
I've changed my mind
And I'm sick of trying
Practicing skill
In it's new edition
We're lost in fiction...
.bridge.
My soul had cancer
You never answer
There is no love
So what you dance for?
I've lost my way out
Your silence's so loud
There is not much
For me to say
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8. |
Farewell Lullaby
01:21
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9. |
PunkSong
03:10
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I.
Day by day I keep the nothingness of mine
As you said this is the only one I've got
So by now we have the emptiness defined
Written down among the pages you forgot
ch.
Luxury worth dying
One bed, one food, one dignity
Emptiness on fire
As lonely as it's meant to be
II.
Day by day I stay in shadow when you shine
As you are to build your masterpiece routines
Special kind - the holy blink of empty mind
Brick by brick you made it louder than it means
III.
I don't care about the winter that you spread
As you left your mighty solitude behind
Cries and lies. Whatever else could be instead.
Day by day, I know it's empty but it's mine
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10. |
ReBell
07:40
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I.
I was shaving my brain
I was cutting my skin
I was stuck in my vein
When I heard you within
And your temperance bites
And your hand is a knife
You embarrassed me twice
It's a hard afterlife
ch.
Candy stripes wave goodbye
I choose not to rely
Crazy shine im my mind
Wicked souls never bind
Pretty chord. Wish me well
Cut the cord. Ring the bell
Rebel...
II.
May your tremble be wealth
Now I'm shaking my breath
And I think to myself
What a beautiful death
I tore off my own chin
With the wonders you sold
Cause we're all living in
Fuckin' wonderful world
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11. |
Threads
04:55
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You look the same as... no one else
I feel... unlike... the way you are
The future in your bloody hands
Just tried to stay away from harm
The needles gave me all I need
They sew up everything in line
Your voice has nothing to repeat
It thrills your heart and threatens mine
I've always tried to do my best
It's all just based on how it ends
I am a scum, I have no rest
It's complicated as you guess
We are the separated threads
Since you were born to drive me mad
Since I am dazzled and confused
And there's nothing here to get
And there is nothing here to lose.
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12. |
My Best Intentions
06:08
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.refrain.
My best intentions
Are so intensive
What did you mention?
What did you mention?
.I.
I am no ruler
These rules are foolish.
It's time to duel,
It's time to punish.
I am no runner
I'm just a chaser
You are my armor
You're so amazing.
.II.
You make me suffer
You're my acid shower.
What happens after
We kill each other?
You are specific
I'm as simple as blood.
I am no gifted,
But you burn so hot.
.III.
Don't stay back neutral
You stole my heaven.
Come to my future
Let's rule together.
.coda.
My best intentions
Are so intensive
What did you mention
To be my best intentions?
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13. |
Supernatural
04:47
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You're supernatural
Like my iron fist.
Through the pain of the century
Could you exist?
Could you just exist?..
You're the lost September
While the April twists.
Locked down in a chamber
Could you exist?
Will you, please, exist?..
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