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The Trees Are On Fire
03:53
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Feels like i'm infected,girl
Rotten and cynical
Deep in the ocean of lust and melancholy
Sail away with me
Wouldn't it be fun?
And we'll leave there
Cages and pictogrammes
News and disorders
And ruins of sanity
Get dressed and escape with me
The trees are on fire
No horizon upon the sea
Seashore of lunacy
Victims of boredom
And murders of harmony
Are you impressed?
Sickness comes from the drugstores
Stains on a smiles of whores
Deep in your empty glance of a baby
Poor little baby amused to death
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2. |
Too Many People
04:21
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Why does everyday lasts so long?
Like a boring moment in your favourite song
Morning comes with daily job parade
I prefer to fade
Look around,there's too many people
And they're come along and go
And on a steeple of a pyramid
Heads of those who stays unknown
In flowing crowd i could keep it inside
But now it's trying to break out again
It's not a time for sending a signs
Whatever happen it's all stay the same
She's broke her rhinestone cage and run away
Accident on road,no one was saved
She'd kept a life inside,but no one cares
Everybody stares
Look around,there's too many people
And they're come along and go
And on a steeple of a pyramid
Heads of those who stays unknown
Through all these years in agony and crimes
All feelings shattered and faded away
No one listening to no one around
Everyone waiting for a pause to say
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3. |
Quiet Room
05:31
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There's nothing on the naked walls
Locked in quiet room
Except of chair nothing at all
Locked in quiet room
I can not take a step
It's full of traps
That may blow up and hurt you without a physical attack
One face for the captive and the judge
Locked in quiet room
Visions you see,but can not touch
Locked in quiet room
I'm here again tonight,though i don't really want to
Like a butcher comes to place where he did his special murder
Colors splits in ardent vortex
Odd feeling foretaste down
Strnageways, here we come
There's nothing like a door or window in the corner
Lights are gone till the morning
I'm sure
There's nothing like a door or window in the corner
Lights are gone till the morning
I'm sure
I came across the silence, let you win
I need unfamiliar ways in order to begin
Well, i came across the time,back in line that will lead to you
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