1. |
Lighter Weight
03:42
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Who can see so close like tomorrow does?
Only you look like tomorrow does
Who can feel so cold like tomorrow does?
Only you look like tomorrow does
Who can grab my hand, do dirty things all night
Who can stab my heart and turn it inside out
Who can kill just like tomorrow does?
Come on, get it
Don't look back on pride
No regretting
Days turn into nights, we're running with our eyes shut
Will you stay? Will you keep me around just to play?
For one kiss, one more touch, I'll redo it all again
Will you stay? Will you leave?
Doesn't matter how it ends
For one kiss, one more touch, I'll redo it all again
Can you love so long like tomorrow does?
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2. |
Toxic
03:23
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It can be called surfing on my river
A tribal dance to get us back behind those lines
Smell some sweat, bite your own nails, keep licking further
Strip your body, do some twerk, enjoy the ride
We dream of dying at the party time
You hope to pray or pay to stay alive
You keep me rolling out of my skin,
Alive with some sugar, squeezing all night long
Wrap me up
Starfinger makes me shiver
Scratch into me
My back can be your canvas
Bite and scream
We'll benefit from chaos
No restraint
You left and know I'm begging
Cause you're not leaving, you're here just killing time
Until we get it we're just virgins who can drive
Already told you twice I'll say it one more time
You turn my fire up with pills and shots from mars
We all love to get satisfied
And get lost in our own desires
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3. |
Happy Trails
03:21
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I heard these lies before, can't seem to bother me
It knocks me over, timeless, defying me
Around reality we dance in synchrony
It feels like joy but it’s growing insanity
It puts its claws around you
In spite you shake it off
You've been left so tired to get home
You belong nowhere
To get hold
You belong nowhere
To get hold
Tripping in my desire, lost my common sense
I set myself on fire just to try this chance
Still hypnotized, I'm drowned into your deadly web
Your strings are glowing, shining but always late
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4. |
Synthetic Emotions
03:04
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Is any of this real?
Or just ideas planted in our minds?
You think you’re free, we’re isolated believers
Sheep-like designs to obey mankind
Look at it
A world built on fantasy
The biggest slumber you have ever created
I will never be awake
You will never be alone
You can’t rely on synthetic emotions
Advertising, media and social exposure
And I whispered to your ear
Is there any room for love?
I’m far from okay
Couldn’t stay away
Was it yesterday?
Happened anyway
Replay, rewind but
Time passes me by
Hurt myself again
I deserve this
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5. |
Just Like The First Time
02:57
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You’ve witnessed this
Still you’re here to buy some shoes?
That’s pretty cold, even for someone like you
Her needs are deadly poison
Lies that are meant to change our thoughts
We damage just to please, break her just to tease
Throw money and sweat all the toxins
Pouty lips
Fake smiles
Shadows her soul to get more tips
Fake intentions, manipulated like the first time
The first time
I feel it growing like a disease
And is killing me while feeding of me, becoming me
And I don’t know who I think I am
But I don’t know what I think I’ll win or lose?
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6. |
Tomorrow's Breakfast
03:43
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It is surreal and unreal
How deep this feeling goes
Inside of me
False emptiness created by my own evil thoughts,
Build to destroy all the harmony my body works on
You walked down the line
Been perfect by day killer by night
Oh unstarted calls
How much you wanted to talk, to lose control
Choose confidence over loneliness and I’m still there
So don’t walk the line
And let the sun shine on
She whispers secrets to my ear
And I can see the devil’s eye
There’s the beginning
For the story of tomorrow’s breakfast
Is there any other big idea
For you to turn me down
Dreamer, visionary, fantasize
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7. |
Unfinished Business
03:40
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You need some time, time to figure out
You're better off them now, you're better off them now
These are the ones you're better off them now
It's emptiness, going through your eyes
You're better off them now, you're better off them now
Blindness is real, you're better off them now
You better take some words out of you
You better scream your mind out
You talk to me, talk to me, you should talk to me now
I could be your walls
Fancy your style
Squeeze you so tight ‘till
Your pain runs dry
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8. |
I'm Leaving You
03:43
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Darkest, round source of gold
Floating flawlessly as we dance touchless
If there’s truth on the stars,
We could always keep going for a moment in time
As if days take longer than years,
So young we fear,
Oh older we’re pleased
But where is the thrill around the echo?
I saw medusa turn to stone,
Pretend to lead at my own show,
No time, no past, no future too
Just breath and get perspective
Hot lava running through our senses,
Spread out, extensive deadly roots,
No time, no past, no future too
Just breath and get perspective
I’m leaving you
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9. |
Walkout
03:31
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He will synchronize again with death
To take the love you once proudly called home
This rope between us, tear us apart
Rotting as a dead
Ship that fell into time’s trap
Don’t wanna forget it all
I don’t wanna forget it
I’ve forgot to get it all
But now I won’t regret it
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