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Being left alone, it was the first time
that it made some sense to me.
I'm getting easily tired of your stupid talk,
Cheap concepts, total absence of deep thoughts.
I was just wondering if you're capable of love.
Because when the night is dying,
all the flashy lights are over,
music gently sleeps,
crowds start to disappear,
I want you to hate me.
That's why I want you to hate me.
You are showing out the outside what you pretend to be.
You focus on the things you have
And not on who you are, not on what you see.
When you wash your guilty hands,
look at yourself in the mirror
and ask yourself if it was worth,
if it meant something or it was just a waste of time.
Take a step back and start to forget me,
start to forgive me, start to forget me.
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Watch ‘em acting as rockstars,
Playing roles of rebels, social victims.
Keep spreadin’ youth rebellion,
Putting over masters’ mottos.
Pretending to be part of something
That never meant to sound like this,
With party anthems and crappy songs, excuse me if I’m wrong.
Bringing music to the masses
While we are spreading mountains' ashes,
Misunderstanding concepts.
An economic useful message
In order to fit the industry standards.
Take a stand is out of fashion.
Ignoring radical positions,
Submitted cultures to market laws.
Is this what we hoped for?
Music never meant anything to them,
Selling shitty songs
In a game where money makes the rules,
Playing the main role.
Without any wall to break,
Without any thought to scream,
Correctness and mediocrity reflected.
Without any wall to break,
Without any thought to scream,
In empty records from plastic bands
This machine doesn’t kill fat shits anymore.
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Fear rules the world we're living,
We tend to think that we are so close to the truth,
but it's never enough.
Fear handles the lives we are living,
We trapped ourselves into this cage
and there's no way out.
Fear proves the body we inhabit,
we are defeated before even starting.
In these disoriented years, we came to the conclusion
that the answer to what we are afraid of is in ourselves.
It's up to us to choose the way we want to live.
Right now that times are getting harder,
Right now we have the duty to declare that we are not afraid.
That's why we must stand and
live for today.
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Here I am, an empty sheet
And a flood of words to write again.
Sittin' on the cold floor, forsaken.
Contemplating white walls, mistaken.
I choose an endless path, dancing with the snakes will take me where I belong,
In order to taste some death,
Asking what's left of me.
I'm gettin’ tired of forgiveness,
Acting this good it makes no more sense
And it compromised the plans.
There's no point in being helpful when all you get is poison.
There's no point in feeling empathy, when where we live is hell.
I've played the right cards, but in the wrong turn.
Give your last round of applause to the braves that tease you.
Because under brilliant and shining smiles,
There is nothing that would make you proud.
Satisfying your will to help is the blackest thing you can ever have.
So peace yourself and accept we are bad.
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If you're crossing our wrong way you’ll better get out,
It took 2000 hours for ourselves to repair this breakdown.
We're still getting hurt to escape from the ordinary boredom,
It took 2000 hours for ourselves.
Keep on driving through the night instead of being loyal
To common places and common fears.
The dark never scared us because the light is so clear.
We are alive by the certainty of going nowhere, asymptomatic maniacs! Perpetual wasters!
Despite all our artificial and failed plans and perspectives, we grew up with the conviction that Happiness should be the key of our moments.
We took for granted this eternity.
We swear to God we didn't choose to walk this way.
We followed nothing and declared that we're not afraid.
We enjoy the moments and the friends that we have shared.
When tomorrow comes, we will be ready and have our say.
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released April 4, 2015
