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Anybody Sane
03:34
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Come on give me some ecstasy
I know this is supremacy
We are going to fantasy
Let’s get inside the odyssey
(Anytime, anywhere, anyhow)
I think this is not the only time
We are floating to the open space
I think this is not the only time
We will swim into another case
I shall say, we’re gone away now
We go down in the open field
We want something so nice and
clean. Give us give us the white
light. Let’s take let’s take a right
side. We go down in the open
field. We want something so nice
and clean
I think this is not the only time
We are floating to the open space
I think this is not the only time
We will swim into another case
I shall say, we’re gone away now
Is there anybody sane now
Is there anyone with brains now
Come to crazy town now
Here we are now, here we are now
Is there anybody sane now
Waiting, aching, selling
Calling, asking, screaming
Shut me down, Call me off
Shut me down, Goodbye
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She, she’s not here anymore
I’m trying to reach, I’m trying to find the door. She, she’s not here anymore
I’m so fucked up I cannot find the door
The room is so much small
Have I been here before
I’m climbing up the wall
She, she’s not here anymore
I’m trying to reach, I’m trying to find the door. She, she’s not here anymore
I’m so fucked up I cannot find the door
It’s so divine here, Carpet is
smiling, I feel hazy, Turquoise paisley
She comes I’m ready to come down
She comes I’m ready to come down
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Unexpected Twist
05:04
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Today is Sunday just another day
Another day in a disgusting filthy week
Faces pale smiling suits are cheap but shining. When they were kids the never thought what they’d become
Killer side different mask is just the same
Walk in shadow or the sun is a hard case
Climbing holy mountain is a mindless game,
to fulfill destiny no pleasant aim
Dark but glory times always on the run
Control and ruling lives will never be enough. Disgrace regret is not for them to pledge, an
unexpected twist will lead them to the edge
Killer side different mask is just the same
Walk in shadow or the sun is a hard case
Climbing holy mountain is a mindless game,
to fulfill destiny no pleasant aim.
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Reservations
02:20
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I’m learning, learning to ignore
Death threats on the phone, when I’m all
alone. As all is, all is said and done
Risk is so much fun, I have just began
Until the end, don’t pretend, in my head
I feel no fear spreading on
Until the end, don’t pretend, in my head
I’m holding on. Bring on the war,
No reservations
They’re watching, watching on my door
With the TV on, my face is cold and stone
Until the end, don’t pretend, in my head
I’m holding on,
Bring on the war
No reservations
They wanna see me dead and gone, damage
is done. A dark frustration is creeping, I
must go on on on on on
Intelligence
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Nordost
04:00
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Wednesday night at night fifteen
What a lovely night indeed
They laugh, peacefully and relaxing
But it’s only a second left
As the fear is taking turn
Today, maybe it will be their last day
They stand still and frozen
They all settle down
Cause they will be the victims of an unfair war
The sun is too far away there is no back door
Girls with explosives
Ready to sacrifice
Giving their life for
Some dignity
They were forty one
So much ready to
To die, this is what they are born for
Hold their guns and pray
Lies they will not say
Today maybe it will be their last day
They know that it is a bit of a shame
In a sunny time
They would compromise
In a better world
They’d be painters and poets
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Online Degeneration
02:55
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Fed on a steady diet of internetic lies
I can’t decide if anything is wrong or right
We gotta get ourselves away
See our only chance is today
It’s not difficult, it’s not vain
Be free of them, break this rusty chain
Numb by oblivion boredom and fear
Dumb if I don’t decide to get rid of this gear
We gotta get ourselves away
See our only chance is today
Be free of them, break this rusty chain. It’s not difficult, it’s not vain
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Jaywalker
04:55
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Way down really down
Going down to the road south
I have many doubts
Killing time as the evening drowns
Starlight let it shine
Hazy channels of my mind
Big town haunted ground
Final round curiosity
Pass by colours fly
No time all is nullified
In the summer lose all sense of instability. Finding myself alone in all of trades. I’m giving, running
Running through the public spaces
I know I’m dreaming
I know I’m searching
Every missing bit
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The Controversy of Love
03:27
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Imagine that you’re driving in a way full of love
Expecting all your sympathy and all of your pure heart
Hey brother love me as I am
Hey sister love me as you can
I’m your brother I’m your sister
I’m your mom and dad
I am Jesus I am Buda
I’m your only God
Wait to see where love is in your brother’s eyes
It is if you smile at him and tell him it’s alright
Where I go
What I do
Where is the love that you promised
Take it back
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I believe that I am so close to die
My convenience is so under my pride
I, I see death is coming through the hole. Black birds are coming to give me another role
Yeah, I could never live this stupid life again. And, I don’t wanna live another day in pain
Yeah, the black angel now is waiting over me. And, I will not delay a minute to be free
They are silent waves in my heart
They don’t want to bring me back in life. I can’t control them anymore
They come with rain they come with fire
Yeah, I could never live this stupid life again. And, I don’t wanna live another day in pain
Yeah, the black angel now is waiting over me. And, I will not delay a minute to be free
Make a wish for my soul to be saved
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The Psychic Readers Athens, Greece
The Psychic Readers are a duo from Athens, known in previous years as T.E.N.S. Their sound and influences hail from various walks of musical genres such as post punk, new wave, alternative, and experimental rock.
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