1. |
Hit a Wall
02:14
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I’ll hit a wall
Now That you are gone
Well I suppose that you don’t know
She’s the one that keeps on coming near
Well once again you’re all alone
You fucked it up and now she’s gone
You won’t stop nagging at your friends
That she’s the one that makes no sense, because
I’ll hit a wall
Now That you are gone
Well I suppose that you don’t know
She’s the one that keeps on coming near
Keep jacking off and smell like shit
You’re never going to admit
That you are ready to give up
If not you’re going to blow up
But I just wanna
Die
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2. |
Ciao (You're Dead)
01:33
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My friends don’t know
I’m dying in my mind
I’ll drown in beer
Swallow some pills
‘cause to me you’re dead
My throat is sore
I’m pissing all the time
Fix me some shit
I’m flipping out
‘cause to me you’re dead
No control
Sleeping in my car
No control
I won’t get very far
I’ll wash you away
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3. |
Millennial Shit
02:32
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Here comes your girl
She makes your life so great
Behind a screen
We all look the same
I really like you baby
Dancing on the floor
I’d really like to dance with you
But I can’t even reach the door
You’re life’s so cool
Flying high as a kite
Inside your room, alone
You’re a mess and that’s alright
‘cause we’re millennial shits
We’ll make it up to you
And I’ll keep sitting here, alone
Just imagining the girl I wanna screw
I’ll sit here and that’s alright
Don’t wanna pick up a fight
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4. |
Take You Home Tonight
03:30
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The world is clear
I have a thousand eyes
I’ll search you through the streets
Tonight, I’ll take you home tonight
I had a drink
I’m a glitter-face
I’ll take the last train
Tonight, I’ll take you home tonight
I got a car
It’s just like yours
I’ll park at your space
Tonight, I’ll take you home tonight
I don’t miss you
I miss you again
I have to stop this shit
Tonight, I’ll take you home tonight
I don’t love you
I love you again
This shit is too strong
Tonight, i’m gonna call you
Tonight, I’ll be in shit
Tonight, I’ll fucking die
Tonight, I’ll take you home tonight
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5. |
Yey
02:02
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Come on and pick yourself up
from the floor and take another
Can’t feel my arms again
Don’t break a sweat
Don’t fall in love
Don’t clean your head
Don’t be a
Another prisoner
You’re drowning yourself again
on the brink of self-destruction
But I can’t stop this feeling now
You’re gonna go again
until you reach another crossroad
Got no direction here
You check your phone
You check your texts
You check if everybody
Knows that your doing good
You’re feeling good
You’re going well
You’re reaching out to strangers
But I can’t stop this feeling now
Come on and pick yourself up
from the floor and take another
Can’t feel my arms again
Don’t break a sweat
Don’t fall in love
Don’t clean your head
Don’t be a
Another prisoner
I messed it up
I messed it up
I fucked it up
I’m sorry
But I can’t stop this feeling now
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6. |
Delirium
02:24
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7. |
Rooftop
03:39
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Sitting on a rooftop
You and me
Leaning so close
So distantly
Waiting for the sun to meet your eye
Picking up my stuff
And waving goodbye
Sitting on a rooftop
Can’t you see?
Leaning so close
Right next to me
Looking for the sun
To make you smile
But I won’t be here
For a while
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8. |
Inside My Head
05:59
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The Sun is up, it’s time to break the chain
My shadow crawls on me but I can stand the pain
You’re running of the hook and want to put the blame on me
Im gonna blow this joint, it’s time for me to smile
Nome more late-night calls, I’ll be silent for a while
Your apparitions are the only thing that makes me wanna stay
Inside my head...
The train of thought is on the run
The prisoner is telling me to face the sun
The dream of being with you is just a funny joke
I’ll take my stuff with me, don’t have to look away
I’ll carry everything with me until the day
When all the memories will make me laugh again
Inside my head...
The train of thought is on the run
The prisoner is telling me to face the sun
Now that I’ve tried to make some sense to clear my head
I’ll lead my body out of misery today
I’ll clean my skin from all the words I had to say
The Jester washes all the tricks he had planned for me
Inside my head...
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9. |
The Sun
03:07
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I wanna feel the sun again
To know if you’re alright
To see another day
I wanna feel the rain again
To know if I’m alone
If I’m in my domain
The train of thought
is on the run
Inside my head are just decisions for someone
To be with me
Throughout the time
Between the lines
And between every little rhyme
I wanna sing this song again
Wake up, and learn that this will never end
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10. |
XXXXX
05:22
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Sitting in the back of my car
I’m not alone
Fantasies won’t get me far
it’s not okay
To think of you by my side
Close the deal
I can’t keep hurting my pride
Wicked thoughts go in my mind
Close the door, keep them aside
Ask me how I’m gonna roll
I’ll just have another...
The escalator is moving again
An empty glass
Voices will fill it up
Running far
It’s easy when you close your eyes
Giving up
I’ll always have to bear with my lies
Wicked thoughts go in my mind
Close the door, keep them aside
Ask me how I’m gonna roll
For a while I lose control
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