1. |
Simplex
05:16
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Math surrounds this place
With an uncertain halo,
You’re the constant
Stay a little more,
Don’t change your codes.
Everything is new,
Everything is better,
The restrains stab my belly,
Fill my lungs with oil.
Now all the bodies I’ve known
Feel like puzzles to be solved.
How could I dare to refuse
Such a honour for my throat?
There’s no love in this,
Not a single feeling,
Not an impulse, not an instinct,
Not a marked skin.
Now all the bodies I’ve known
Feel like puzzles to be solved.
How could I dare to refuse
Such a honour for my throat?
Now all the bodies I’ve known
Feel like puzzles to be solved.
How could I dare to refuse
Such a honour for my throat?
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2. |
Void
05:04
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They didn’t see the truck coming,
So it keeps crashing against my head.
All these geometric flashes
As the room loses it’s shape.
I’ll be floating over your back
While you have fun with my favourite person.
I’m not flickering anymore,
But she doesn’t know.
Such a lucky boy,
Such a twisted plot.
The walls keep glittering as dawn comes over,
Red lights shine into the suite and…
I’ve met your mama, she wants something from me,
I hope that you don’t get mad, boy.
Feels like my birth is coming close,
It feels like everyone is got a lot of love to give,
Spill it over my face, boy.
He’s not snitching, he’s just getting through the low,
Don’t you know?
I’ve met your mama, she wants something from me,
I hope that you don’t get mad, boy.
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3. |
Death of the Cool
03:19
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This is the biggest moon of our lifes
And I wonder who you are sharing it with.
I had a couple of chances
But they didn’t seem to me like something real.
Don’t get me wrong, this is the right choice,
It feels like we’ve grown wise at the end.
Oh, isn’t it funny baby?
That I’m getting old enough to enjoy the landscape.
I fear that you were gone so long before I let you go.
Well, of course we are playing,
But I think we are tying,
I’ve got some other games in progress
Which are becoming pretty hard.
I’m trying to push the level up a bit,
Some ask “what difference does it make?”,
Well, it’s a matter of style.
It’s a matter of feeling the cool breeze.
Oh, I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know
(I don’t wanna know)
I don’t wanna know where you woke up today
(I don’t wanna know)
Don’t wanna know if you wonder similar things,
(I don’t wanna know)
I just want to play.
I fear that you were gone so long before I let you go.
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4. |
Magnetism
03:13
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It’s magnetism when we’re face to face,
Our polarities forcing us both to chase.
It’s magnetism when we’re side by side,
Electric shocks down my spine each time our lips collide.
I wanna taste your skin,
I wanna hold you close,
I wanna make you sweat,
I wanna feel the extasis, oh,
I wanna grab your hips,
I wanna bite your neck,
I wanna take your clothes off,
I wanna love you hard, babe,
Someday.
This magnetism making me lose my mind,
Where does this force come from, baby?
Why do I feel so high?
Oh, magnetism, some gravity I can’t stand,
Somehow I always find you baby right between my arms.
I wanna taste your skin,
I wanna hold you close,
I wanna make you sweat,
I wanna feel the extasis, oh,
I wanna grab your hips,
I wanna bite your neck,
I wanna take your clothes off,
I wanna love you hard, babe,
Someday.
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5. |
Psycho-Panda
03:31
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I know you want what I have,
You can’t.
Hardly came to the scene but
It’s mine yet.
I’m not making big efforts,
It just gets out,
Natural,
Easy.
You had so many chances,
What’s that?
You get lost in the glances,
I just make up what everybody knows,
And go a step behind.
That’s why they call me
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Panda.
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking...
I’m not a monster.
I’m not a monster.
Your girlfriend,
She’s gonna love me.
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Panda.
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking Pyscho-Panda
The motherfucking…
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6. |
Shade
05:34
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You know you love it bro,
The way it makes us look,
We fly like aeroplanes, man
We don’t know what we do, suckers.
For just a piece of beef they call me butcher.
The jaguar's in the cage
The bears devoured the hunter,
Well, this may be a thread, but it’s not,
This is just happiness.
For just a piece of beef they call me butcher.
Oh, baby, for just a piece of beef.
Of baby, for just a little…
Shining, chilling, hanging, glowing,
Good vibes flowing, power growing up.
Hearing, learning, teaching, showing,
Sorry brother, what’s that thing you’ve got?
Can you please do something worthy?
Take the level, pull it to the sky.
Man, you see, for us it’s easy
Bring me something new or leave this town.
For just a little…
Shade!
It’s just a little…
Beef!
Go to sleep, boy.
Take your pills, boy.
Efervescence, how does it sound to you?
If I could talk to you blind
Why should I open my eyes?
If there was any way out I would say something.
But we want this so bad,
So we are gonna take it,
Who says we ain’t got what,
What it takes to make it?
Well, we say…
Go to sleep, boy,
Take your pills, boy,
Effervescence, how does it sound to you, boy?
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7. |
Sticks & Stones
03:35
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Well, I wonder
Who’s your friend?
Damn God,
That sound hurts.
Do you really call that a…?
Timing
It’s been perfect.
In the right place,
The right name.
But do you really call yourself…?
Money calls money,
Gravity calls the ribbon,
So…
How can you call that thing a…?
Artist, creator.
Makes me wanna cry.
Why don’t you try some really good shit?
Such a worthy effort.
Doesn’t it look green?
Well, keep feeding the sheeps then,
How can you sell this thing as a…?
It’s almost a scam
Keeping the ears sleep.
Convince them that they’re skilled,
Convince us to swallow the pill.
Fuck that farce.
Artist, creator,
Makes me wanna cry.
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