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Industrial Landscape
03:52
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It starts
Unassuming and uneventful
On the spur of the moment
Blame it on your nervous system
It's a calm before the gale in teacup
Day is promised to be good
The morning after sleepless night
Feel ill at ease
Days in slow motion
With deflated sleeves
Quest starts in empty pub
When clocks stops inside your muddy mind
Days in slow motion,then fast rewind
And all venomous thoughts beget questions
Getting no reply
But i'll never tell you this
The morning after sleepless night
It's the point where suddenly comes the real sense of things and time and words left unspoken
The morning after sleepless night
Feel ill at ease (Days in slow motion)
And all venomous thoughts beget questions
Getting no reply
Quest starts in empty pub
Quest starts in empty pub
The restrictive line is double and twisted
Decisive move is gotta be instant
No sign of thoughts in runner's feral eyes
In runner's feral eyes
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Business Trip
03:12
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At the foot of the house of blind
You must shut your eyes with palm
10 missed calls on my phone
But i don't answer
It never ends
All that you have earned is backhanded compliments
But in tough times you'll fill it with passion
Morning drowsiness is the calm before grow brown
Heat does affect on speed of decision-making
Latitude of 42 is carved out in the ground
The main active force is doublethink and we trying to fit
And we trying to fit
Old wounds started to bleed
When you feel lousy crowd instinct, you know that you around Beasley street
She's in looking for pleasures
Mind blowing pleasures
And she's ready to explore every suspicious door
Every floor in the Cortes hotel
Daylight!
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Women with small stripe for the eyes
All dressed in black
Catching a cab from their daytime job
Tension is the name of the arrow that pierce me
I barely made a step beyond
All dressed in black
Aesthetics of fusillade indoors
Try,try to paint the senses
Trees are bare though leaves gone green
The mirror's no longer swaps my hands in reflection
Entire city keep the pace
All dressed in black
You remind me a car with turned off headlights
,are moving in the night
You remind me a car with turned off headlights
,are moving in the night
Hollow streets still smell the thrill
Someone said that he knows all about afterlife but not tells
I'm tired and full of pills in early morning
White stain on my t-shirt
But i'm all dressed in black
You remind me a car with turned off headlights
,are moving in the night
There's nothing good inside your head but sometimes prey wants to meet again
You remind me a car with turned off headlights
,are moving in the night
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