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Permanent Vacation
04:08
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I´m just a permanent tourist, a through-the-city-walker,
I´m just tryin´ to exist in the city´s backside corner,
Live in patterns of the streets, a bright sky down on earth,
I got all these precious things that in fact I don´t deserve.
Driving all through the night, drive through all these shattered prides,
Let´s get lost together in the city´s disturbing lights
Driving all through the night, drive through all these shattered prides,
Let´s get lost together in this city´s disturbing lights
Come on, get in the car - Let´s travel these abysses of
absent-minded humanity, of lost and stolen kisses
We´re just residents of the streets, pictures of broken homes
The people´s minds are cabinets that we´re going to roam
Lower Eastside, family portrait - Dreaming in oblivion
The presence still is holding me in a temporary bond
Driving all through the night, drive through all these shattered prides,
Let´s get lost together in the city´s disturbing lights
Driving all through the night, drive through all these shattered prides,
Let´s get lost together in this city´s disturbing lights
I´m just a permanent tourist, life´s a vacation
And all this middle-class shit just offers impending suffocation
I´m just a permanent tourist, life´s a vacation
And all this middle-class shit just offers impending suffocation.
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Nighttime Friendship
03:23
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Still sleepy while I´m walking down those empty streets,
Through my off-state head are pushin’ urban beats,
Hey there! Metropolitan dust surrounds me
Like the gnats the light
Still sleepy while I´m serving the lovely nox
Abandoned paths around maybe seven blocks
Hey there! Please be my friend tonight
Like once in our childhood times
Right before me, I can see the sparkling moon,
And I can feel this tingling tune,
Hey there let´s serving our dearest mother,
Crossing any narrow border
Still sleepy while I´m walking through the foggy nox
Abandoned paths around maybe seven blocks
Hey there please be my friend tonight
Like once in our childhood times
Still Sleepy, while I´m dancing through the naked streets
Soaked full of rain, deep down until the knees
The stranger is a friend of mine,
And in its heart I will always shine
Still sleepy while I´m walking through the foggy nox
Abandoned paths around maybe seven blocks
Hey there please be my friend tonight
Like once in our childhood times
Still sleepy, while the morning touches gently the night,
I´m still dancing under the secret lights,
I´m walking with the gnats to the eternal side,
Step by Step, like I dreamed it in my childhood times
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Screaming Lands
04:06
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In the morning, dry bones on the killing fields
The Soul's cut in hanging pieces – The wounds won´t ever heal
A sea of flesh and bones under the bloody trees
Tortured bodies on the soiled ground breathing in a rotten breeze
Little maggots, guzzling rats
The army of harassed colored red
Leaving the cities, progression abused
Of being alive they are accused
Shatterpated, smoking pot
Oppressing life, forbidden thoughts
Haggard faces – sewn up mouths
The leader of a smegging croud
Screaming lands and gaping wounds
Vultures on desecrated grounds
The capital of sorrow – Choeung-Ek
Is heavily pulling up the wreck
The sound of revolution covers the cries
In its tunes, there are buried the barbaric lies
Bitter tears run down my face when I´m thinking about (it)
Lost myself in a steady gaze
And this feeling gave a birth
Black suits and a miracle
A serious smile and a bottle of wine
Inside his personal vault, inside his personal vault
He is digging for their graves
He is digging for their graves
In the morning, dry bones on the killing fields
Soul is cut in hanging pieces – The wounds won´t ever heal
A sea of flesh and bones under the bloody trees
Tortured bodies on the soiled ground breathing in a rotten breeze
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Making me Blind
03:00
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And I hope you`ll still be there at this place I once used to know
But I don´t blame you when you´ve decided to move on
I know it sounds kind of pathetic but you belong to my memory,
A twisted and childish revery I wanna keep
And when you´re passing by the city limits while the traffic lights all gone red
I just want you to know this one thing – Please don´t forget me – Please don´t forget my name!
Maybe I´m acting like a fool, I simply can´t get over you
You´re the centre of my mind making me blind, making me blind
You´re making me blind – constructing what I couldn´t find
You´re making me blind – in the darkness of a lonely night
You´re making me blind – You´re numbing my mind
You´re making me blind – You´re making me blind
Oh well this diner at the crossing with the same old waitress there
With the crooked nose and the bandy legs pours out the same flat old coffee
I swear it has that nostalgic taste with a touch of a hidden fate
Oh I really, really ought to go because it`s almost getting late
And I can feel your presence everywhere, somehow like a restless ghost
It makes me feel uneasy as if I should have known
Your reflection is lurking through all the things that I´ve done
I know it is my fault making me blind, making me blind
You´re making me blind – constructing what I couldn´t find
You´re making me blind – in the darkness of a lonely night
You´re making me blind – You´re numbing my mind
You´re making me blind – You´re making me blind
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A Troubled Soul
03:00
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It had been hours late, when you knocked on the door,
There´s doubt in your heart – Like never before in an ephemeral style
She already knows that there is something wrong
From the speakers comes a sad song
But she´s still in love with you
Why facing such a troubled soul,
She doesn´t have to know, she doesn´t have to know
Her face is drowned in tears, but she tries to stay calm
You hug her intensively, but her flesh isn´t your home anymore
Make sure you delete your outgoing calls
And your conscience is whispering
Don´t hurt her anymore
Kissing off the old damned questions and choke every truth,
To share the same bed, the lie´s grave of youth
Why facing such a troubled soul
She doesn´t have to know, she doesn´t have to know
Why facing such a troubled soul
She doesn´t have to know, she´s such a lonely soul
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