1. |
I.
03:37
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When you're lying to you
You're lying to me
When you're lying to you
You're lying to me
When you're lying to you
You're lying to me
Small amounts that turn into dust
Dancing girls from the valley
They're turning off and on
But the shape of the disappearing
Amounts will change
To the person who leads their fight
The only way as an escape from emotional...
The second face with weak perhapility
Her body that bites roses
The real self is already lost in the dam
Small amounts that turn into dust
Dancing girls from the valley
They're turning off and on
As their destiny pleases
Two-faced faces in the mirror
Of face of the prediction
The available amount is within reach
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2. |
II.
04:22
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The future has no boundaries
You'll be the only one for me
For a long time
Pain from non-symbiosis
Playful children are rioting in us
I play and dance
Music chokes my heart
Tenderness in my mind
I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding
I play here alone
On this deserted island without you
Music controls me
It's just a lonely flight to horizon
It screams, It screams
To fly away
To fly away from you
It's harder than what I can do
To fly away
To fly away from you
It's harder than what I can do
It's loud, I hear those voices
Those voices inside me screaming for help
Ultrasound, crying in the sea
On the horizon
They never end
Her eyes sparkle 'till my skin burns
You'll be the only one for me
For a long time 'cause I still love you
Oh my fuck I fly away
Only just next morning day
I smell just vagina smell
All the time and everywhere
Oh my fuck I fly away
Only just next morning day
I smell just vagina smell
All the time and everywhere
Oh my fuck I fly away
Only just next morning day
I smell just vagina smell
All the time and everywhere
To fly away
To fly away from you
It's harder than what I can do
To fly away
To fly away from you
It's harder than what I can do
To fly away
To fly away from you
It's harder than what I can do
To fly away
To fly away from you
It's harder than what I can do
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3. |
Summer
02:41
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Orchid seems like she has taste for dress
But it's too fried
Old man said she was too high
And then her letters fell down
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Maybe, Maybe, Maybe
Maybe, Maybe
Black tears dropped on her lungs
Before she was wearing a crown
Silence was a bit louder
Then her mind in the red clouds
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Over saturation maybe
Maybe, Maybe, Maybe
Maybe, May
Saturation
Maybe, Maybe, Maybe
Maybe, May
Saturation
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4. |
Veronica
04:43
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The rebirth of the end
Came from southern west
Look at the painless road
The painless road of the end
Choose the time
Choose the time to rest
To rest (endless road)
The best (defines)
Endless road (defines the best)
To rest (defines the best)
Blind drivers drive the highway
Cup of tests made me blessed
Mirror's hands and highness
Is sneaking, snuffing your chest
Sneaking and snuffing your chest
Walk the endless road
But watch your step
Forget definition
Who knows you best?
Walk the endless road
You can never rest
Walk the endless road
Watch out for who's next
For who's next
For who's next
For who's next
For who's next
For who's next
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5. |
Paamy
02:24
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What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
Timeless baby times
Times when I don't care
If the stone is falling on my head
The meadow feeling and the feeling cage
You started cells in my body
Which have spread to places of destiny
A peaceful wind of heavenly desire
He has opened again and walks by me
You started cells in my body
Which have spread to places of destiny
A peaceful wind of heavenly desire
He has opened again and walks by me
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6. |
Butterfly's Burial
03:41
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I write because poets write
When the clouds shade on the butterfly
Their wings are so light
That they don't have to wave
The veins turns to blue
The blood turns to black
The rattle plays when the butterflies sleeps
And the souls are waking up
They penetrate inside
The shaking voices of the souls of the winds
The rattle plays when the butterflies sleeps
And the souls are waking up
They penetrate inside
The shaking voices of the souls of the winds
The rattle plays when the butterflies sleeps
And the souls are waking up
Dead tombs of thousands butterflies
A rotating spiral of life
Of melted souls
Night tombs of thousands butterflies
A rotating spiral of life
Of melted souls
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Nothine Bratislava, Slovakia
Slovakia based alternative rock band that brings in a self-proclaimed new wave of music. Self-taught but receptive musicians whose goal is to influence others as they were influenced by their idols. "We want people to feel a strong emotion from our music. It's always up to them whether the emotion is good or bad the importatnt thing is that it's there and they feel it." ... more
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