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03:48
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Where is my bicycle
I really need to hit the road
Get out of here and hide every inches of my soul
And get away from this goddamn boring, dull life
Could this be the very last bits of mine?
Twenty five long years staring at me
This city stole my smile, made my happiness disappear
Forgive me while I’m just doing my job
I’m but a god and you will die now
Please follow the path
I know everything
Feeding on your helpless wrath
If you don’t want to die
Please stay in line
Be the same as everyone and you should be fine
Twenty five long years staring at me
This city stole my smile, made my happiness disappear
Forgive me while I’m just doing my job
I’m but a god and you will die now
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2. |
Out of the Rain
04:35
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Leaning head down on my desk
Tired from the lack of sense
A hint of green and a load of Russia on ice
To break out from this thinking device
Highway's ringin' in my ears
This city's helplessly destroying my gears
Am I hating on this world or myself?
Help me find out the truth within
There's just got to be some,
There's just got to be something that I
Didn't get from the start
Cause I’m still here now drowning again
And even if I’m to blame
I'm always falling apart
I just want to believe, that maybe there could be
Something better
Something worth living for
But when I try to reach for more
I get caught in the pain
That drags me back to the start
But I don't feel like walking again
Yet if I stay, I’ll surely go insane
Everything's so dull and plain
Inactivity numbs the brain
Move on; take a leap, before you desist
Try to live instead of just exist
There's just got to be some,
There's just got to be something that I
Didn't get from the start
Cause I’m still here now drowning again
And even if I’m to blame
I'm always falling apart
I just want to believe, that maybe there could be
Something better
Something worth living for
But when I try to reach for more
I get caught in the pain
That drags me back to the start
But I don't feel like walking again
Yet if I stay, I’ll surely go insane
There's just got to be some,
There's just got to be something that I
Didn't get from the start
Cause I’m still here now drowning again
And even if I’m to blame
I'm always falling apart
I just want to believe, that maybe there could be
Something better
Something worth living for
But when I try to reach for more
I get caught in the pain
That drags me back to the start
But I don’t feel like walking again
Not until I get rid of these chains
That holds me from getting out of the rain
It’s up to me, how I’ll make it change
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3. |
Without Beer
03:43
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I've been cursed, oh I can't drink
Anymore of this good thing that goes by the name of a beer
What can I do?
When I drink more than a pint
My liver gives up and then I stop to live
And I puke.
When I wake up the next morning
What a Headache
It feels like I drank twelve
Rum, whisky, Tequila, Gin
Vodka and absinthe
I can have them all but all that I wish for
Is this taste that I miss
Brandy, Cognac and Wine
Porto, Moonshine
I can have them all but all that I need
Is a reason to believe
That life’s worth living without beer
I once went out with a girl
And I forgot to tell her that I’m intolerant
And she called us each a beer
And then she called us more
I thought "Fuck off" and I just drank them all up
But it began, as time went on
I just had to go home
And leave her all alone
Rum, whisky, Tequila, Gin
Vodka and absinthe
I can have them all but all that I wish for
Is this taste that I miss
Brandy, Cognac and Wine
Porto, Moonshine
I can have them all but all that I need
Is a reason to believe
That life’s worth living without beer
Rum, whisky, Tequila, Gin
Vodka and absinthe
I can have them all but all that I wish for
Is this taste that I miss
Brandy, Cognac and Wine
Porto, Moonshine
I can have them all but all that I need
Is a reason to believe
That life’s worth living without beer
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4. |
Silence
04:17
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We’re not the hero, the special one
Immunized to all that’s wrong
We don’t control our destiny
So endure all the pain that was meant to be
And I don’t mean to wallow in self pity
But I feel this lesson could’ve been taught differently
As I now feel trapped inside
Why can’t I find what I miss?
The silence that no longer exist
The never-ending ringing in my ears
That will never disappear
I guess sometimes you get to live your fears
Why is everything so loud?
The silence is all I dream about
I can’t even stand my own mother’s voice
How can it be my only choice?
But to live scared of the silence and the noise
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5. |
Give Me Your Fire
05:26
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Why would I want to become what I define as wrong?
Is my personality not good enough to be?
Go on, spread your lies and make me compromise
I'll just wear another disguise
Pick on me again tell me that I’m so lame
That I'm a good for nothing prick that my life is a shame
That I’m weak and that I’m just a waste of air but
Still I don't, don’t really care
Give me your fire; give me all your hell
Don't fight it, just bring it on
Get it on and ring the bell
No piece of mind could ever leave me dead
Just make sure that it makes a little bit of sense
Knock me to the ground and leave me there to bleed
Or all pile up on me so I can no more breath
Lift me by the hair or simply spit on my face
Like that wouldn't be out of place
I'm sorry to be here, sorry to be in your way
I'm sorry to be me, sorry that I won't change
I'm sorry to exist, I'm sorry, yes, but
Still I don't, don't really care
Give me your fire; give me all your hell
Don't fight it, just bring it on
Get it on and ring the bell
No piece of mind could ever leave me dead
Just make sure that it makes a little bit of sense
Again, in vain, you assail but you can't see that this useless pain
Is growing, eroding, but you will never give in
It’s too hard for you to see
That nothing you do can get to me
So please, do understand
That the pain you cause is all yours
Cause in the end
We all play the game
But we get to choose which side we take
And I'm strong enough
To let you slip away
Cause I, don’t really care
Give me your fire; give me all your hell
Don't fight it, just bring it on
Get it on and ring the bell
No piece of mind could ever leave me dead
Just make sure that it makes a little bit of sense
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6. |
Fake Leather Chair
05:30
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Sitting naked on my fake leather chair
Playing this predictable song
‘’But the rhythm’s kind of fun’’
I miss creativity
Lack of productivity
I suffer from inactivity
And I've got all these projects going on yet I can't follow
Running out of ideas my originality is close to none
But I still don’t think that I’ve the earn the right to whine about my own
I just need to find what really turns me on
I'm losing the fight against my mind
When I shouldn't try so hard to break the binds
I only want to cut out of my skin
Burning from within
I really need to get out, way out of here
Before I fall in disbelief
‘’I need some kind of relief’’
There's just so many thing that I should be doing right now but I
Can’t find no good reasons to try
I'm starting to become more and more, more and more numb
Proceeding aimlessly my energy has no outcome
Living by mechanical actions to fulfill my needs
So far from cerebral serenity
I'm losing the fight against my mind
When I shouldn't try so hard to break the binds
I only want to cut out of my skin
Burning from within
Am no more I am no more
No more am I trying to fill the void
Am no more I am no more
No more am I trying to fill the void
Am no more I am no more
No more am I trying to escape the void
Am no more I am No more
No more am I trying to escape the void
Things that used to make so much sense
I now watch them fly, Right before my eyes
I can't feel what makes me real
I'm just drifting by, frozen in time, when others carry on with their lives
Sitting wasted on my fake leather chair
Wasting my time as time goes on
"I just can’t quite get it on"
I need to make a change
To Change what makes me purposeless
To find a way out of this mess
Because answers sometimes cannot be found at the bottom of a bottle
If you find my motivation leave a call to the number below!
Calling for anyone out there who cares, I could use a little bit of help
I just need to start working on myself
I'm losing the fight against my mind
When I shouldn't try so hard to break the binds
I only want to cut out of my skin
Burning from within
Within my soul I know that I'm wrong
That I need to change what makes me scrape along
If I can find a way to make impulse increase
Then I'll finally find some peace
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7. |
Yastridobicularite
03:37
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Ok
The music's written but
The endless question remains
And it drives me insane
What can I this time sing about?
A shooting in a school,
Or the pure delight of a stout?
Cry about my life?
A murder with a knife?
Another love song?
Or why I’ve never been to Hong-Kong?
Alright
I got one 'bout a rape
One 'bout how I'm bored
One really dumb 'bout how I'm bad with the girls
One about why I’ve got to play with these earmuffs
And then there's Wake up on time
I don’t know what the fuck this son is talking’ about
I suck ass
At writing good lyrics for my songs
Which I was more like Steven Wilson, M. Shadows or Mike Portnoy
That would raise the score
I always use Google search bar
To find my rhymes
And I give no shit about good songs name I named this song Yastridobicularite
Clearly no fucks were given
Oh
I could write a song about
The inability of writing a song
That would clear the lyrics for this one
But what if I get stuck with 2 extra bars
That are useless for what I’m talking about
I suck ass
At writing good lyrics for my songs
Which I was more like Petrucci, Jack black, Tankian or Malakian
That would be convenient
Tukudu-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow
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8. |
A Whore With No Name
06:16
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Fear, everyone is staring at me
At least I’m the unknown
The one that nobody knows
In the streets,
Never sure if I'll get to eat
I need something to drink
Or something strong enough to bleed
I'm waiting here silently for more possibilities
But when they never comes
Do you wait for the gun, or do you get things done?
Cause giving up now
Would only be and easy way out
And you'll never see me capitulate
Never until my last breath
The business’s good these days I'm fine
And I've got a client for the night
After this one I might able to stop
He's paying good
And I’ve had enough
I'd like to go far away from here
Find myself a small flat to disappear
Get a real job, stop all these drugs
Leave behind all these months
Here comes the one who'll pay my leave
Drives me to a cabin far of everything
Inside are armed three of his friends
I try to run but get grabbed by the neck
It finally stops
In the basement I wake up
I can't move an inch
And I can barely breathe
The pain is killing me
I got to find a way to leave
Before they come
This small window could be my run
(I'm out)
I hear them far screaming my fate
I'm running as fast as I can
But it's hard to move with broken bones
If I trip, my chance to escape is blown!
The last sound that I heard
Was a man screaming of pleasure
And the last thing that I felt
Was a faint coldness in my chest
And then I saw the pale Moon light
I knew I had lost the fight
As I drew my final sigh
I waited there silently for more possibilities
But as they never came
I stood up despite being petrified
Cause no one will ever remember who I was
Before I got these flaws
It's time to join my mother and let her know that I
Died as a whore with no name
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9. |
Heal
05:41
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I can't get out, locked behind a door at the end of the wrong route
I hold the key but the lock is of a complexity
And I love just how you make me feel that all I do is wrong
How you force me to stay home when I should get out the most
How you lock me in my room drinking alone, throwing your stones
How you damage to the bone
There are things time alone can't heal
Just get it out and find what's worth caring about
But what could I do, sometimes the path chooses you, how I wish I knew
I could have made a change, but once you realize it, it's too late
And I love just how you make me feel that all the wrongs are mine
How you force me to accept my fate when I can't stay in line
How you keep reminding me that I should just have seen the signs
can’t you see I’m fine?
There are things time alone can't heal
Just get it out and find what's worth caring about
So down, my thoughts are so drowned
My vision's blurry now
My mind is spinning inside out
Somehow
I can't see any outcome
So I keep suffering from
The lack of serotonin in my blood
And I love just how you make me feel that no one seems to care
When that is completely false, of that I’m totally aware
But all these paranoid thoughts won't ever get me anywhere
Can't you understand?
There are things time alone can't heal
There is more in life than suffering
There are things time alone can't heal
Just get it out and find what's worth caring about
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