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Eternal
01:46
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Saw you without you seeing me - my heart stops
Saying hey no, no, no, no, no
Wind through the silky hair - my mind
Is saying hey no, no, no, no, no
I sleep, I dream - woke up one morning
Saying hell no, no, no, no, no
Can I commit this time?
Deep down inside it’s a no, no, no, no, no
This fucking brain of mine - can’t handle anything
Blue eyes? Brown eyes? I can’t recall
With mind empty and heartbeat rising
In other circumstances our love would be eternal
Torn myself into pieces, without an audience
(Blue eyest? Brown eyes? I can’t tell)
The tragic avalanche of love for me is taking over
(Blue eyest? Brown eyes? I can’t tell)
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Aura
02:24
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Bomb-blasts in my head
Hello, hello, my old friend
It's been awhile since we've seen each other
You took me downstairs, left me there
Dimensions unseen with screws inside my head
(New moon)
Sometimes I wish you're just a dream
Sometimes I wish that we have never met
Our private little secret
You, me, new moon
Dark waters of torment and cold breeze
A combination too familiar to me
Medicated mind is the only way out
Dimensions unseen, places unknown
Bomb-blasts in my head
Dimensions unseen, places unknown
Fuck you, fuck our bond
You were never invited
A young boy never deserved this
I've been a captive for as long as I remember
You came with darkness - I had my pills
Dream on motherfucker
They gave you a code - G43
(New moon)
Sometimes I wish you're just a dream
Sometimes I wish that we have never met
Our private little secret
You, me, new moon
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Haze
02:27
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I heard a story about you last night
They called you ‘’Darling’’, no name
It seems your past is dirt
But your future’s glitter
That’s what you said
Think I believe it?
Meet me at the coffee shop
Called ‘’Small Things and Such’’
Let’s pretend, let’s ignore
And repeat it again
You say you’re
Fine, fine, fine - knocking your head on the wall
Fine, fine, fine - shopping ropes in the mall
Fine, fine, fine
Fine, fine, fine
You’re alright, alright, it’s just a haze
With vicious rage and a glossy dress
Your eyes like caskets reflecting
I see the smile
Hiding your misery
How can I save you?
Help me relieve it
Meet me at the coffee shop
Called ‘’Small Things and Such’’
Let’s pretend, let’s ignore
And repeat it again
Let’s dream about holding hands in a wooden box
Skin pale, cold
Candles all around us
What a private party for two
Stars shining on the VIPs and a marble stone
You say you’re
Fine, fine, fine - knocking your head on the wall
Fine, fine, fine - shopping ropes in the mall
Fine, fine, fine
Fine, fine, fine
You’re alright, alright, it’s just a haze
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No Love
02:15
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Unappreciated
Sun and streets are covered in dust
Are those really ‘’summer vibes’’
that make you feel so ‘’blessed’’?
Remember promises they gave?
Every single day brighter than the one before
I apologize humans there is no love
Sun and streets are covered in dust
Are those really ‘’summer vibes’’
that make you feel so ‘’blessed’’?
I’m very thankful for this chance.
Daily fucking struggle, dreams become reality.
I apologize humans there is no love
You fuckers sit behind your damned desks
Having a meeting on how to screw us again
Fancy suits and ties
And a mouthful packed with shit
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Pinkwave Tallinn, Estonia
Haze punk. Tallinn style.
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