1. |
Watch Your Step
02:25
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2. |
Jenga
02:24
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Because I never minded
Despite all the things that I’d do
But it’s just like
Things won’t change
As you said “can we talk about that?”
When you’re stuck in your mind
Then what you should do?
I wore a cape and then i disappeared
I checked the weather forecast
but that thing just won’t work
Because we are just opposite poles
I dreamt I was drowning
In your dreams
Craving for a way to escape
Complaining because
You can’t realise
There’s no such thing as 17
As the days go by
Trains are about to collide
Just waiting for the lights to go red
‘Cause I don’t see
Anything
Forward but a railway switch
You just can’t cross your fingers now
Waiting for burning lights to show
Your questions seem so useless now
That you blowed a hurricane against my head
It’s the wrong tile of wood from Jenga
That one I used to pick when i was a kid
But everything has changed now
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3. |
Machiavellian Deception
02:44
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So it’s been obvious that everyone around
Won’t understand what is going on
It’s ok if everybody thinks it’s right
You want to bring this resentment every skin should be white
My slogans say “Italians first”
Even though you have no rights
I thought there was no way to open these old wounds
But getting bent over by a cynic in charge
I thought 20th century was over some time ago
My belly is aching bad ‘cause of this land
Racism used as a leverage for wealth
But it’s just a machiavellian deception
Taking the piss out of southern masses
Faking news for your self esteem
Holding two fingers up to our rights
This is our democracy
And we are going to be miles away from integrity
All we have is a jerk without dignity
But it doesn’t matter because
The end is justified by the means
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4. |
Free Solo
02:29
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You know I’ve always been
A skeleton made of broken bones
The architect of buildings that are designed to fall on purpose
It’s easier to hide the cracks
And fill them behind closed doors
Answering with kind forced smiles waiting for the next minute to come
And it’s kinda pointless to throw darts against my personality
Hoping to wake me up from the deepest ocean where I drown
After you realized how lonely I am
I’ll be crawling up the walls
‘Till I pick shards of glasses to cut arteries off
And if I could swallow another drop of blood
Falling through this pinhole
I’d make it fill the cup of my mistakes
Until I’m about to collapse
I’m trapped into this fog
That barely makes me see nothing but your red eyes
And I’ve the cut the last string that made me close to you
Now I’m free falling through the center of my cracks
You said you like everything I lack
And i know these days won’t come back
Now I’m dashing straight back home to you
But would you run with me if I had no shoes?
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5. |
Cypress Lines
03:41
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I slept tunnels of papers away
And found my head covered in my own ink
Searching for ways to turn on the lights
But your eyes see better in the dark
Waves are now moving erasing footprints in the sand
But your body won’t move on
And footprint over footprint
I fell asleep too
If I could hear your heartbeat again
I would warn you before the flood
‘Cause now I’m just a empty plastic bottle
And I’m floating through my bathroom’s sink
Now I don't hear the footsteps sounds that used to keep me grounded anymore
And every fucking noise reminds me of your deep breaths
My brain is stuck in a room with no door with scattered pictures and black walls made from your clothes
And my heart will always be an open wound patched up with a needle and a memory of you
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