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An Amplitude
04:21
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I'll become the souvenir,
Covered with knowledge,
At the end of the Travellers,
I will be the edge.
Am I just an industry,
Tracker in the ministry,
Where foreign leaders need to be,
Disintegrated to agree?
The high elite is colossal,
Designed to look and to act alike...
We became the dreamers with no dreams...
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2. |
Waterproof Cruising
03:25
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The water changed the colour,
Turned the blue into black,
Turned the life into death,
The water turned to hollow...
Then they came to analyze,
The water turned from blue,
The water turned to black,
The water turned to hollow...
To hollow…
(Hole)...and the Sun inside,
(Whole)...is turning,
(Hole)...and the Sun inside,
(Home)...is burning.
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3. |
Post - Hoc
03:53
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As I am walking by the daylight,
Clouds are wearing uniforms,
In the passion of coincidence,
Lucid eyes are formerly numb.
Where the flowers are in the dancing hall,
Decorated just to see the red...
In the mansion of dignity,
Overrated eat with the golden dish,
While the riot gear is struggled,
To control the violence.
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4. |
Souverain Bien
02:45
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I put the corpse on my face,
The thought contracts the reason,
That light begins with glass and white,
It might return like hidden season.
I moan on the cloth in black clothes,
I fought for my personal silence,
Your brush, her needle, his make-up,
Foretaste indicates sour substance.
And the times passed away,
Faster than the people said,
That we will grow outside in the world...
While our hearts were so young,
And we tried to cover up,
But we were sad, we were numb, we were fucked inside...
Alright?
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5. |
Harmon(l)y
03:26
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In the hour of sleep I think,
All about and nothing more,
Generator in our body,
Doesn't need too much to live.
In the shrine of gasoline,
We are flame and gathering,
Still contain the rarity,
Gift to burn and then to leave
In the chapter 8 of Book,
First-aid kit is on the shell,
Social culture grows our anger,
Anger dies or it is dust?
Did you notice that we are gone,
And we didn't say goodnight /goodbye,
Did you notice that we are stood,
All upon the trivial?
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Childish faces in the hall,
Moving slowly through a corridor,
Pretty girls in purple dresses,
Purple boys on fire...
Highschool teachers used to watch,
Police, themselves - the knives you threw,
To fall, to rise, to take on you,
To see the light and hope inside...
We're the Bees, the Beasts, the Nightmare Chain,
When the silence shouts but no one's there...
I'm driving in the car with two,
With three of five, with one inside,
The boys and girls took everything,
They knew I wanted to be with you...
We're the Bees, the Beasts, the Nightmare Train,
When the silence shouts but no one's there...
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7. |
Community
04:41
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(All I want...)
To see is to be,
Released from authorities...
If you have to say,
All that's on your mind...
...and because we say, all we think...
...and all we are, we are the synonim (for everything)...
...and this is where we're burning flags...
...but we're not the ones that are really bad...
Without the negative,
Censorship of community...
We have the right of first,
Amendment of the Constitution...
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8. |
A Present
04:12
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I've got a present,
Covered in red paper,
Many of them seemed to be.
Irrational.
Something's irrational...
But everything's irrational...
Nothing's irrational...
But everything's irrational...
In this world at all, you know...
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9. |
Digital Delay
04:53
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I see a different, colorful,
Way beyond our days to pull...
This girl left like a passenger,
To travel world become the messenger...
Hey... I've delayed, I'm the reason why to be afraid,
Hey... I've delayed, she's not returning,
(She's not coming back again...)
Everything that is happening,
Everything happens to everyone at the same time.
Everything that is happening,
Everything happens to everyone at the same place.
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10. |
Embassy
04:46
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I see pictures, running slow,
Far enough, they want to go,
I believe that people love,
Before and after, then they die...
Remind me that i'm not alone,
Tell me you will never go,
Come here and paint my eyes,
All in black, to hide the lies...
Sing it louder...
Everything that's meant to be (me)
This is over…
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11. |
Nora, The
03:06
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“Facts are stupid things”,
Believe in what you see.
If you don't have yourself,
No one can be yours.
Who will fly again...
In the burning plane?
As I’m looking through the haze upon the crapes at night,
I can see the lights begin to turn into the high,
While my hands were knitting stars from shine of broken glass,
I have always dreamt about to leave an entire sky...
(Into deny…)
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12. |
Aftermath
02:39
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I've returned to the place,
That we have used to call...
...a home for us, aftermath...
We used to watch to the sky,
Now the sky is falling down on us...
But we were not there anymore...
And we won't be there anytime again...
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Embassy 516 Dubrovnik, Croatia
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