1. |
Getaway Driver
03:31
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I tried to be a good man
I tried to help my friends and girl
I do my best, but i know that it's never enough
Well, i know that it's never enough
In the dark of the night i can feel walls are closing in
Tried to sleep but i know that it's never enough
Well, i know that it's never enough
Getaway driver
Leave my corpse lying on a highway
Go away
Please, go away
All the places i love,
All the people i want to meet are disappeared
Feel nothing about
Oh i feel nothing about
In the brightest day grey cloud hangs over me
Marks every move
I feel so uneasy, so uncomfortable
Getaway driver
Leave my corpse lying on a highway
Go away
Please, go away
Get in the car and don't call to police
And forget what happened now
And forget what happened now
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2. |
Trip Report
04:50
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3. |
Rubber Head
03:57
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Tension is unclear but you feel it while you going along
Like in a liminal space
Like in a liminal space
And your eyes couldn't see it but you know there's something weird going on
Like in a middle of somewhere
Like in a liminal space
Tension only grows, and i know there's someone around
Things suspiciously calm
And it crushes me so hard
I don't know why
In an empty schoolyard
Night dissolves in a deepest haze
Like in a middle of somewhere
Like in a liminal space
I know that there's no way out
Wires humming
No other sound
In my rubber, my rubber
My rubber head
I know that there's no way round
Wires humming
No other sound
In my rubber head
In my rubber head
In my rubber head
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4. |
Sunday Funeral Outfit
03:38
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Remember i was smoking near lattice in a gloomy day, rainy day
Was enjoying thought
That things would be change if i was around
And imagination playing tricks on my craving brain
Offering a plot where everything's not lost
But you know it's done
What if we had met in a hour before it's done?
What if we had met in a hour before it's done?
And i'm cutting out myself with a thought that i was felt her pain
Felt her black hole, but never told
Thought it's aging
Now i'm standing on the white tile, looking at the black tile
Flowers always dry in a vase near monument
Voices fading, fading, fading
Soon your heart will explode cause it's filling with insatiable dim
Soon my heart will explode cause it's filling with insatiable dim
And now it's going to burst
No connection avaliable
No connection avaliable
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5. |
Backwoods
01:48
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6. |
Battle For Nothing
02:41
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I'm up to take part in a battle for nothing
My aim is to be on a top
They promise wonderful life
If i never stop trying
The only way to survive is to get up
Seven a.m
You get up
I'm up to take part in a battle for nothing
Eleven years in school
And now i'm ready to take orders for food
Get even more than regular pay
Get a sales percent
Lot of time for self development
I bought a Carnegi book
Inspired by Vujicic will
And now i notice that the things are getting tough
Seven a.m
You get up
The only way to survive is bluff
Seven a.m
You get get get up
The only way to survive is bluff
Seven a.m
You get get get up
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7. |
Noir
03:54
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The blackened shadows spread along my hands,your hands
All over home
And smoke has filled the room
Soon night will be in bloom
Temptress of everything unknown
But you should go before you'll burned again
You'd better go until you've done
The silence left you all alone
Among the things that you've done wrong
Their calm eyes treat you so unkind
It runs in blood and rubs in mind,
Whispering ways where you could be right
But you should go before you'll burned again
You'd better go until you've done
You've done
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