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I guess that we won't survive
I know it should be a lie
And I don't want to die
But when I just look up into the sky
I can realize that our time will end quite soon
And every moment just reduces our time
Every moment just disappears somewhere in time
But on the other hand I'm happier than ever
Now I can be with her, I can hold her as I did in my dreams before
And no one laughs at me anymore
Because no one in this world is alive, at all!
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So the summer came to the hillybillyville again
And all the neighbourhood kids were cruising down the lane
So the summer came and for a while everything was fine
The Sun shone and stayed up high
The surface breaks, Hell awaits
Come the earthquakes and (Al)mighty waves
No one is safe
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Brainlesss
03:30
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They took my brains away
They gave me a holiday
I live in a monkey cage
From day to day
It feels empty in my head
Can't tell blue from red
Don't know what day is today
I kinda like it this way!
If you have no brains
Then you don't have to think!
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Another midnight nothing special
another dull empty horizon
sinking down in the armchair
just to find out there’s nothing there
There’s nothing there
Masterpieces of the mankind
Achievements of the great minds
The planet takes a turn around itself
and I turn into myself
There’s nothing there
There’s nothing here, there’s nothing there
I mean anywhere
There’s nothing there
Where’s the basic line?
Where’s the main point?
Just blah blah blah
all around the sun
Another midnight nothing special
Sinking deeper in the armchair
in the soft nothingness
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Dummywisener
02:56
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Dummywisener
Let me think about it
Let me look behind the corner
And see if there's something going on
Keep on walking
Until the birds come home
They might bring some kind of new seeds within
Ooo... Dummywisener
Blow your beautiful whistle
I'll be there in a second
to see if there's something going on
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Clay The Transformer
04:13
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Slugs drill into my brain
Life goes on in hair and nails
My way is in DNA
I don’t wanna be forever young
I just wanna be forever
and I will… oh yes, I do
Transforming materia
Like the clay in God’s hands
Like the Spirit moving over the waters
Running free
formlessly
endlessly
Back to the sea
where we belong to, among the waves
In the blue, back to the sea
where we belong to, among the waves
far beyond the wall of sleep
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All your perfect plans
and fine philosophy
They might look brave yesterday
but now they stink like fish
Once you waved the flag
and had a fight going on
Now you’re just an old drag
whining for a couple of coins
You never got your piece
of the great big common cake
You say it does not matter
but it’s not hard to see it does
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Nightmare
03:51
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Last night I saw
Last night I saw a nightmare
Last night like a nightmare
like a freakin’ bad nightmare
"Evil things! Dirty things stuck in my head!"
Daylight brings no relief
It starts all over again
It's a roundabout that never goes out
There is no way out
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Let’s testify
Fuck the destiny
Fight to survive
Fear in the rat’s eyes
It’s not in our hands
In the light of a dying star
Let’s evolute
Pass a million years
Fuck the rules
Still it is obvious
there are no walls to break
In the light of a dying star
An endless stream of failed copies
Stumbling through their so-called lives
Did they fuck up the game by themselves?
Or was it meant to happen on purpose?
In the light of a dying star
By the light of a dying star
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She rules my world
02:44
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She rules my world
I'm totally her slave
She rules and I obey
Her gentle touch made me want some more
She rules the world today
Endless sweet dreams she gave me
Love is all around
And there's no need to turn back
The past's been wiped away
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Nangijala
03:44
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