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QUEEN SUN
04:50
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point of view's like your sofa, it's only on your side
I admit mine's not always right, we don't share the same pride
queen sun's only way to shine is getting angry to the turned on lights
queen sun's only way to make you agree with what she says is shouting even if she's not right.
Covering the sound...
sometimes I wish I was deaf or you were dumb
pretty strange to shout at the light, I prefer watching it...
queen sun's only way to shine is getting angry to the turned on lights
queen sun's only way to make you agree with what she says is shouting even if she's not right.
Covering the sound...
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2. |
3.2
03:14
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Took me a long time to understand
There's no conclusion to make
Checking my phone to see if it finds the lost time
And it only hurts my neck
Just realised I could see in the future
At list one news that's not fake
I have a long time to stay in bed
First contusions, I'm still awake
Starting to know the ceiling by heart
A bit like the supermarket
Closing my eyes, yeah I try hard
They'll do when problems get set
The windows shining and it reminds me
The light of a sunset
From an old world where television
Didn't put the dreams on diet
Overthinking's never really been
My friend now it's the biggest threat
Tomorrow's starting to like next yesterdays I bet
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COZY KNOTS
03:50
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Cages have various sizes
In the dark I see shadows
Lying chemistry rises
Questions about daily purpose
Uncomfortable in some cozy knots
I'm building up reflexions on the fact
They could have no foundation
Rictus on my face when I get why I feel bad
Yesterday night's smile was the real trap
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4. |
1312
04:37
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Waving its magic stick
What a paintbrush, pretty fantastic
Those canvas need some darkening
Not quite a tattoo but still my brother's skin
Put yourself on the ground so you can dry
Put yourself on the ground so you can dry
No one can see the painters eyes
In a mid-day looking midnight
In a spicy fog, on the left, on the right
No one can see the sun but the paintbrush rise
Put yourself on the ground so you can dry
Put yourself on the ground so you can dry
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WHAT'S THIS LIGHT
03:54
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It's hard to put one foot in front of the other
I don't know which one between dark and blur
Starts to bother
Sound of many souls as high as quazars
Constellation of people moving like shooting stars
Ooh shooting stars
And all of a sudden it looks kind of far
Oooh what's this light ?
It looks like a firefly
But wait a minute
It's just a piece, a piece of broken glass
It looks like a firefly
But it's just the reflect of the city
The city's blinding lights
Ooh shooting stars
And all of a sudden it looks kind of far
Oooh what's this light ?
It looks like a firefly
But wait a minute
It's just a piece, a piece of broken glass
It looks like a firefly
But it's just the reflect of the city
The city's blinding lights
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HANDS IN THE AIR
04:22
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I'm not really sure I like that picture
I prefered when it was just a piece of time
When the future was still blind
You don't get why things turned like that
Present takes his hat off to the past that has flown away
You don't get why things turned this way
We got bored when our future was stillborn
Put your hands in the air
Drop that camera on the chair
I'll seat on the memories we don't want to repair
I don't want to
Remember why things turned this way
A long time before yesterday
If only I could read the future in an ashtray
I don't want to remember
And I just don't want it on paper either
Put your hands in the air
Drop that camera on the chair
I'll seat on the memories we don't want to repair
Put your hands in the air
Drop that camera on the chair
I'll seat on the memories we don't want to repair
Put your hands in the air
Drop that camera on the chair
I'll seat on the memories we don't want to repair
Put your hands in the air
Drop that camera on the chair
I'll seat on the memories we don't want to repair
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THE OLD MAN
04:20
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Flashes and noises
Make the old man cry
Regrets and wishes
Make the old man die
In tears
The ones we can't dry
Life's releasing while
He realises how time flies
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SUN SECT
06:21
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Cigarette, an air flow
I feel cold, you look so
So depressed...
What time is it ?
Take a pill to make time look less like
shit...
The sun will finally rise to warm the wandering hearts looking for heat all the night...
Don't you see ?
I try my best
To look at
a random landscape
I see glasses
There's only one
what time is it ?
It's 6 am and...
The sun will finally rise to warm the wandering hearts looking for heat all the night...
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