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THE WORST MAN IN THE WORLD
asking for the thousandth time which way to turn I'm getting dry as this desert where I'm lost I know this time I'll be surely wrong like a dinosaur in a crystal shop. I'm the worst man in the world never really fallen in love selfish from my skin to my bones in need of care, in need of love, in need of something she can't give me at all. sometimes my words seems to wait a 1000 tons coming out from my mouth as a fall are burying all of good I've done I am remorseless, just a heart of stone. I'm the worst man in the world never really fallen in love selfish from my skin to my bones in need of care, in need of love, in need of something she can't give me at all. now everything I do is wrong but I'm not sure it's my own fault and I can't bleed until I'm done believe me when I say has been true love has been and still is. Yes I'm the worst man in the world never really fallen in love selfish from my skin to my bones in need of care, in need of love, in need of something she can't give me at all believe me when I say has been true love has been and still is.
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Ella
03:12
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ELLA
I know I know when my life changed it was surely ten years ago when I was so deranged when you picked me up from off the floor and you’ve done it and done it from then on, I know.. I know you got to live with my sea legs as I can’t ever keep still on dry land so I thank you for stand by this man who can pull down mountains with rage but then sink in a raindrop. I know I know over grievance and pain you’re the anchor of this drifting boat, you’re the calm in the eye of the storm and when I am far from home the only thing I dream it’s to lay down my head on your chest, You know.. I know you got to live with my sea legs as I can’t ever keep still on dry land so I thank you for stand by this man who can pull down mountains with rage but then sink... now it’s time to start moving again, to close the door behind and go, please wait me honey cause I need something to come back home. I know you got to live with my sea legs as I can’t ever keep still on dry land so I thank you for stand by this man who can pull down mountains with rage but then sink in a raindrop.
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sky commuter
02:58
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SKY COMMUTER
sitting on a plane, going nowhere. flying in the sky, or only wasting time. travelling so fast, feeling in a stuck. the northern wind is blowing but I want to go home and I think that I should not be here I’d need to take control of the route and steer as life is flowing and carrying us apart, why am I going so far? I’m a sky commuter, forgetting where I come from. sitting on a plane, losing in my thoughts. sleeping in the clouds or laying over the ground. waiting to arrive, will be time enough? the southern wind is blowing but I am not going home and I think that I should not be here I’d need to take control of the route and steer as life is flowing and carrying us apart, I want to stay beside you, why am I going so far? mountains, seas and lands look small, life is not so hard to control, but it’s an illusion. it’s an illusion. sitting on a plane, coming back home. landing on a strip, saying thanks to god ‘cause the wind has blown and I have another chance to find you. I’m a sky commuter, forgetting where I am going.
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chimneys
03:08
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CHIMNEYS
it’s so bitter to eat crow while cables watch us kindly from above and the sunset is red like blood and chimneys still blow their smoke. we inhale hate and exhale disregard we’re faithful and betrayed we got killed by allegiance. this is the safest place to die whispering trust and stealing life we can’t fire through concrete walls and chimneys still blow their smoke Just a matter of money and greed If ploughed fields leave the ground to ugly sheds the ashtray overflows but chimneys still blow their smoke. we inhale hate and exhale disregard we’re faithful and betrayed we got killed by allegiance. we live on the plain... we die on the plain...
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the heathen
02:00
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THE HEATHEN
sad and weak, sinking in his routine every day he searches everywhere for the answers and he cleans up the mess in his life, wasted time, feeling incomplete. he can stay here and listen to them for hours from their desperate hope but he can’t fill the silence with some empty words. pale and sick from his disbelief if there’s a way to self-sabotage, well, he found it still cleaning up the mess in his life, wasted time, feeling incomplete. he can stay here and listen to them for hours from his desperate doubt but he can’t fill the silence with some empty words. every day he needs to keep himself occupied doing something new cause just a brief look inside should be like a plunge in the dark. “find your place and leave them behind their gods, their flags cause you don’t need them” every day I repeat these words in my mind.
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these things matter
02:49
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THESE THINGS MATTER
that’s the way I commit to nothing, my dear. it’s simple one step forward two steps back and then waiting for events, putting off decisions, safe and sound within the eye of the storm. I understand now I’ve never really committed to you baby and I always had one foot out the door trying to save the day but not before I’m feeling pain. so that’s me and the only thing to live and die for are music, friends, my family and love these things matter, call me fool but now I want you to be a part of this. I understand now I’ve never really committed to you baby and I always had one foot out the door so now you don’t have to expect from me career and social climbing surely not money but only something f*****g true stay with me and save the day just before I feel the pain. these things matter.. these things matter.. music, friends, my family and love.. would you be a part of this? stay with me and save the day just before I feel the pain.
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road lights
03:28
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ROAD LIGHTS
cities are made of dreams and fears, we have to fly high and to hide the tears. we need to be strong and stand when wind blows, we have to take care of our own we have to take care of our own. city throbs like an excited heart, I can feel the beating and it’s going so fast and we are so small while we go with the flow, feeling we are not alone, we don’t want to be alone. as electric lights on the lead colored mist as decorations on a lonely Christmas tree so we are alive like blood in arteries there’s no time to sleep and we are awake like aerials we live the night running through the road lights. tonight I’m safer in my friend’s car, driving through the road lights we are going to nowhere or lost in the snow, we’ve never taken care of our own we’ve never taken care of our own. as electric lights on the lead colored mist as decorations on a lonely Christmas tree so we are alive like blood in arteries there’s no time to sleep and we are awake like aerials one thing in my mind seems perfectly clear we’ve been wasting time and time has wasted our best years. in the blink of an eye we have disappeared. when the dawn is coming near we are just made of dreams and fears
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