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1. |
Brainwashed Sons
04:44
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Don't lie down too much in this cosy world
You'll lose the perception of what is above
It's all about the purpose asleep in your head
There's always the danger your brain can go dead
We need a new language coming from the heart
Accept we're alone from the end to the... stars
You can't protect yourself from reality
You'll be wrapped up in a wicked tranquility
We are brainwashed sons with brainwashed Moms
Flower Power's the last real thought we began
And how can we keep this species alive?
We're dying like snails, behind stays the mind,
But we don't mind
Everyone gathers in the center of Youth
Praying for a future, forgetting the truth
We're robots in autopilot, dressed up in suits
We're programmed diseases, activated & loose
Yeah, yeah
And what can we do if there's no interaction?
Disposable love is already in fashion
Why do we need a roof, if what we want is to fly?
Confronting our nature, we laugh & we cry
But will we ever wonder why?
(Break the bubble, free the babies)
Everyone's used to permanent lies
Truth becomes shocking, an unpleasant surprise
The world is round, an horizon misguided
Put in a place to deceive the minds
Yeah, yeah
We're all sitting in the center of Truth
Looking around, searching for lies
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2. |
Euphoria Fuss
03:42
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I can't drive, can't hide, can't thrive, I die
If you turn me around today, I will leave my way
I'll hunt the hunting lip, same old conning trip
Falling from the sun, like a firing gun
They say it feels good, and it's been understood
"But you gotta stop foolin' with it"
And all those lies, so misunderstood,
Made the truth stop fooling with it
No drugs, no fucks, no luck, euphoria fuss!
Will you drive me insane? I'll pay the same...
I'll hunt the hunting lip & fall in the same old trick
Falling from the sun like a firing gun and sway
They say it feels good, and it's been understood
"But you gotta stop foolin' with it"
And all those lies, so misunderstood,
Made the truth stop fooling with it,
'Made you say it feels good, it's been understood
But you gotta stop fuckin' with it
May the truth start fucking with it
Start fucking with it
Don't let it break you just because
They say it feels good, yeah it's been understood
But you gotta stop foolin' with it
And all those lies, so misunderstood,
Made the truth stop foolin' with it
'Made you say it feels good, it's been understood
But you gotta stop fuckin' with it
Evil & Good in the same neighborhood
Now you gotta stop messing with it
You gotta stop messing with it
STOP messing with it.
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3. |
Far Gone Youth
04:36
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Broken heart, damned disease
Look at what it did to me
Repeating broken words like Love & Peace
All I said was meant for me
Not for you to bleed
Teaching myself how to breathe
And how to handle the deceit
'Cause holding on too long to memory
Makes it look like the lane to be
Well, what I want is not what you need
My far gone youth, I'm broken in two
But I'll get back, only with the Truth
My beloved wreck has fallen too
I won't regret what I've gone through
I'll bet back only on the Truth
Stolen soul, addict mind
Taken away from Humankind
Trapped in my own mine
'Cause holding on too long to misery
Makes it look like the place to be
When you can't feel
But I'll get back, only with the Truth
My beloved wreck has fallen too
I won't regret what I've gone through
I'll bet back only on the Truth
The road is all about history
What's meant to be
I sharp narrow bistoury, you see,
To get you back on your feet
& back on your street
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4. |
Poison Ivies
05:32
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I see colors in the wind
Blowing as if painting the darkness of our souls
The canvas of our sin
Intangible to the eye, but restless inside our skin
The wind flows to where it hurts
We love the sun because it hides the worst
Is this real? Is this all that we can feel,
Down in our broken hearts?
I can tell this is nothing but a spell
Put in our spotless hearts
Can you feel all of this, beyond the real,
In their loaded cards?
I see white horses in the sky
They flagrantly gallop while saying they can fly
The pinnacle of our line
The product of Existence that has been stolen from Life
And the wind keeps sadly flowing
The colors are all fading
Is this real? Is this all that we can feel,
Down in our broken hearts?
I can tell this is nothing but a spell
Put in our spotless hearts
Can you feel all of this, beyond the real,
In their low loaded cards?
Is this real? Is this all that we can feel,
Down in our broken hearts?
Bleeding Hearts & Beauty-berries in my garden,
Away from minefields
Poison Ivies are now gone,
I plant seeds of everything that heals
Everything that grows & strays
Stories always have an ending
But the wind keeps elegantly flowing
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5. |
All over Me
04:13
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Let's sit on this invisible porch,
Pretend we still know each other
'Cause Life now is a drag, a bore
And you always were the one to adore
Yeah, I fell in a million traps, now I'm stuck
Filling applications to join a new rut
Let's sit on this invisible bed
Invisible feeling only in my head
Sacred love dies
Secrets hold ties
Secrets held tight
Feeling gone dried
Let's walk this invisible path
And pretend there's no other way
Let's talk about today and cry about the past
Then put it away while I ask you to stay
On this invisible bed,
Absent skin that I've been fed
Sacred love dies
Secrets hold ties
Secret held tight
Feeling gone dried
All I need is something, something to believe
I'm still worth something, something incredible
Some think impossible.
All I need is me
All I need is me again
Regrets & wine go well together
'Til the wine is over and the feeling remains
Yeah, it's all over me
It's all over
Sacred love dies
Secrets hold ties
Secret held tight
(it's all over me)
Feeling gone dried
(It's all over)
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6. |
The Villain Song
04:14
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She's been moving on, she's in London now
She's a woman now and says it out loud
She's so happy in her small kingdom attic
It fits her oh, so well
It all just vanished, though she wanted Venice
Her glass heart broke 'cause the sky wasn't my limit
I can't martyrize myself
(I'd rather be wrong)
I can't spend my life in a cell
(I'd rather be wrong)
The villain sings his song
I've been rambling on, from Hell to Kong-Kong
The same view for so long, on and on
She's so happy, well, I'm "just an addict"
It suits me oh, so well
I can't martyrize myself
(I'd rather be wrong)
I can't spend my life in a cell
(I'd rather be wrong)
The villain sings his song
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7. |
Trick or Treatment
03:52
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I pick you up, put you on my throne
You get so high you forget all about your phone
Yeah,
You like the guitar, but you want to change my tone
I can't have it, I'm better all alone
Is your fake life worth the breeze?
'Millions marching to the same old scene
Don't you realize you're inside a screen?
Trick or Treatment, do you know what I... mean?
I put you down, make you leave through the floor
You don't chase rabbits, you go straight to the hole
(You don't even get what I mean)
Is your fake life worth the breeze?
'Millions marching to the same old scene
Don't you realize you're inside a screen?
Trick or Treatment, do you know what I mean?
In your real life of broken dreams
There's no peace, there's no peace
Would you fall in love with your eyes closed?
Dress yourself in atom coats,
And run miles with your...mind?
Is your fake life worth the breeze?
'Millions marching to the same old scene
Don't you realize you're inside a screen?
Trick or Treatment, do you know what I mean?
Would you drink life with your mouth closed?
Words are giant sinking boats
Can you run miles with your... mind?
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8. |
Down & Through
04:03
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A beautiful moment of change
Rose to the occasion, unnoticed & unframed
Meanings have no purpose but to blame
Broken souls wishing to touch flame
Pretty things are just pretty things
Delusion is the fuel to Pain
To watch the sea while the water sinks
And lose it all in one blink
In a moment of chance
Like Love at a last... glance
The light is brighter now
No use for bitters now
The night is older now
No life to squander now
The ugly feeling of shame
Is left for the bigmouths to tame
Fake roses are dead, violence is true
Deflowered moments of distress
Rough thoughts of Hopelessness
Raging binge of Cowardice
I'm done with all of this
In this beautiful cell I'm unchained
Yeah I broke down & I broke through
A beautiful moment of change
Rose to the occasion, unnoticed & unframed
The light is brighter now
No use for bitters now
The night is older now
No life to squander now
The light is brighter now
The light is brighter now
It will be alright now
It will be alright now
The night is older now.
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9. |
Dead from the Neck Up
04:55
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It's the last time for smiling pricks
No more heart-shaped devils
No more heads to fix
Time to let go of the Past
No more mind-raped gods
In this Future of Oz
Godspeed, white teeth
We're getting away from your internal grease
Free the lies, let them go
Get it over with
Let their mind-fuck dry
Free the cell that's selling your soul
Get done with it
Gone with the million air flies
It's the lost hope for a better world
That makes you crazy, a pro at being lazy
Don't feed the mouth that bites you
No more vu déjà, no more voodoo scars
Time to let go of their rope
No more tightly tied life
Get a hold of their knife
To free the lies, let them go, get it over with
Let their mind-fuck dry
Free the cell that's selling your soul,
Get done with it,
Done with the millionaire flies
"All bad endings must come to good things"
Say the crook men to the slave
They've lost their track, got no tact, just the act,
They're just dead from the neck up
I show it to the pigs
They make it disappear
If they can't have it no one will
It's so hard to make it real
'Cause in the dirt you're always covered
In someone else's shit
And when the light faces Darkness
Darkness fears that the Truth will be revealed
And shine a lie...
Get your dander up, get your goat, get rid of their rope
There's no safe net in Hell, might as well wear it well,
But get rid of their rope
We all know they're all just dead from the neck up
Free the lies, let them go
Get it over with
Let their mind-fuck dry
Free the cell that's selling your soul
Get done with it
Done with the million air flies
"All bad endings must come to good things"
Say the crook men to the slave
They've lost their track, got no tact, it's a fact,
They're just dead from the neck up.
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10. |
Peculiar Kind
03:45
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Had a vision in the hall
Made reflections on the wall
Crooked and dangerous
Kicking me until I fall
Unconscious burdens,
I can't decide which one to follow
No one will wonder if they'll still be here tomorrow
And drive a man to strife
And die, saving my life
A mile is enough to grind
My mind, an absolute mine
I crack from the ceiling
And begin to know the floors
Laughing as a booze abuser
Better leave me at the door
A booked confusion, yeah,
My schedule's no surprise
And drives a man to strife
To die, saving my life
A mile is enough to grind
My mind, an absolute mine
(A way out of here, no more pleasure here
A way out of here, no more pleasure here)
It drives a man to strife
To die, saving my life
A mile is enough to grind
My mind, an absolute mine
And dries all of my life
And ties up all I could find
It dries all of my life
This mind, a peculiar kind
It drives my mind
It drives a peculiar kind.
This mind, a peculiar Kind
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11. |
Real Life
03:54
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Is this real life worth the dream?
Yeah, I turned my back to the vultures in my life
Those days are over & all of those hours of crime
Oh, I sought redemption, but enough with the trials
There are too many broken souls,
And I've got my own to redefine
Is this real life mine?
Does it taste as good as wine?
Is this real life blind?
'Cause it doesn't see my kind, no
Yeah, I've ignored all the callings, all the paths
Those days are over, all those red rivers flowing into death
No need for detention, I've done my time
'Already too many buildings
Wanting me imprisoned & out-shined
Is this real life mine?
Does it taste as good as wine?
Is this real life blind?
'Cause it doesn't see my kind
Is ignorance worth a mind?
Is your mind worth the chance?
Is this really what we have planned?
Is anything in your hands?
Is this real life?
'Cause it doesn't seem mine
Doesn't taste like good wine
Though it's making me blind
No, It won't change my kind
No, it won't change my kind
No, it won't change our Kind
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12. |
Worm Hole
05:37
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We're living so dead, broken & scared, out of our ways
And the need for things is causing such pain
While we give our heart away
You say Love moves in cycles, a constant delay
So you loved yesterday, now you don't anyway
Could we be more hypocritical?
I just wish that Truth could see us, could come meet us and stay
Forever now, now and then, for free
We put our faith on a suit & a beautiful dress
Trust a destiny that's held by fantasy
While our soul is copied & pasted
Well, I'm ready to die 'cause I know I have tried and I felt this human
Between the trees and the breeze, feeling free
Hey! Hey!
Lift up your body, let them rape your heart
Hey! Hey!
And if it gets dizzy, go back to the start
Hey! Hey!
Lift up your body, praise your glorious mind,
Let it become Art
We're losing our hope, 'cause we're tied to a rope
They sell all over town
Feeling so tired, we work 'til we're fired
So who are we calling of clown?
Politely, politically, call it what you want to see
Oh, If Truth could come and stay
Hey! Hey!
Lift up your body, let them rape your heart
Hey! Hey!
If it gets dizzy, go back to the start
Hey! Hey!
Lift up your body, praise your glorious mind
Let it become Art
World, where's Existence?
We lost it to Greed & to Passive Resistance
World, wake up for the souls that need assistance
Hey! Hey!
Lift up your body, let them rape your heart
Hey! Hey!
If it gets dizzy, go back to the start
Hey! Hey!
Lift up your body, praise your glorious mind
Let it become Art
We put our faith on a suit & beautiful dress
Hey! Hey!
A destiny held by fantasy
Hey! Hey!
Now, what are we trying to be?
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13. |
Thalamic Gate
05:26
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To find bliss in boredom
Is a long journey full of mountains
The water falls where the wine once lived
You take it in your skin to wash away the sin
And you're clean but the dirt will always be present
Though the past is far, and gone you are
I am what I made of myself,
Forever scarred
Find me reasons to leave
This treasure mine that's not for me
Find me reasons to believe
A broken cell door is the answer for a thief
Like me.
To find bliss, imprisoned
Is a sky full of layered clouds
The rain falls only on me, the sun is always right
As I've left the tears in my pocket, to keep them away
From that never coming light
That love at first sight detained by the night
So find me reasons to stay
In this treasured life that's not mine
Find me Love, find me Grace
My star is refusing to shine
A wise man once said
"Don't let it go to your head"
Easy for him to say,
Even if that man was me
Find me reasons to stay
In this treasured life, that's not mine
Find me Love, find me Grace
My star is refusing to shine
Find me a place
For my thalamic gate,
Where I can finally Be
Me.
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God Villain Portugal
In a world made of villains, the good-hearted man becomes the threat. He is vilified. He becomes God Villain.
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