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HDP
03:34
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Fortune flies over the camp and wind is dancing with the leaves in a frightening sound. In the shelter there's no hope, no one's got a reason for trust you once again. I'm trying to do my best, I'm burning to feed the beast. Fortune flies over the the camp pointing right to one of them, you are the chosen one. Destiny has been so cruel, he jumps into the fire and slowly screams again. I'm trying to do my best, I'm burning to feed the beast. Won't you stop? You are the next, don't forget it.
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Confession
03:17
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Waiting for the death like a cat that will jump on the bed, I'm so very sorry for my wife. She will see this stiff, white body, shake it once, then maybe again. Hank? Hank won't answer. It's not my death that worries me, it's my wife left with this pile of nothing.
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Have you paid?
03:30
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Have you paid? My world is falling down. Have you paid? My world is burning. I notice how they break my very human mind, they sit around their needs rotten to the core, noisy thirsty mouth spitting on the floor, gotta find the way to bury this disease. I can't find it, so I'm gonna draw it. It's the sound of my own world.
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Remei
02:33
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Caminar damunt calius, no saps on acabaràs, ja no queda cap camí per poder continuar. Cavil·lar sense motius, les paraules ja no hi són, individu saturat, pareix que s'acaba el món. No té remei, no té remei, aquesta gent no morirà, m'agrada molt, m'agrada tant saber cridar quan no me sents. Caminar damunt calius, aviat te cremaràs si no queda cap motiu per poder dissimular. Amagat com un furtiu, ja te sents acorralat, ni una bala pel teu cap que te pugui alliberar.
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Puja a l'alcova
03:11
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In the end there's a chance that we'll never take. At least you should take more care about yourself, can you hear me? 'What's up?' 'Please let me go'. 'What's up?' 'Please let me down'. And while you sleep you don't care about all these moments that you have lived.
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Tehnen
03:04
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Cara d'àngel, plega ales perquè no hi ha sol, perquè no tens veu. Sempre criden, volen fer-te un poquet de por fins que passi tot. Ja no hi ha esperança si no hi ha semblança, jo ja no tenc força. Cara aspra, sembres plantes que no tenen flor ni tampoc color. Sempre riuen, volen fer-te un poquet de por fins que passi tot.
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Aspen
02:40
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Suddenly I wake and I'm chained in care of madness and time. It's so cold beyond my lovely blankets, so I pray expecting god will fix it.
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Still sailing
02:07
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Now the sun shines for ourselves, my mistress made out of moon. We'll slip away in a boat crossing the seven seas. There's no time to waste, as you know, my little siren.
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100
03:00
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Cent miralls per tu i ningú t'espera, ves pensant tot sol que potser te ve molt gran. Ja t'has callat i no dubtaves més, tan estirat i tan ple de motius.
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200
02:17
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You should break it as you promised but you roll it on a paper, oh little green morphine, get away, get away, get out.
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Siuncopdepuny
03:30
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Si un cop de puny no te fa mal, ja no respires. Els ulls en blanc és diferent, no te confiïs. Sempre torna tendra i feble, tu no saps res de controlar si magnifiques, vius tan amunt que no hi ha cel, no te confiïs. Sempre torna tendra i morta.
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