1. |
Fear Of Freedom
03:16
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You’re still safe with your white skull t-shirt
You’re still safe with your tattoos
Pocket full of coins and chilled beer
And your vegan meat-like food
Everyday you feel it
Have a fancy hair on your head but
You say the red doesn’t fit to blue
Reading Wittgenstein all night but
Compulsively looking for the truth
Hey reckless
What are you praying for?
Still have lot of time
What are you waiting for?
Everyday you feel it,
Feel the fear of freedom
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2. |
This Night's So Weak
04:03
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Look, this night’s so weak, the stars are falling
Our minds - floating away, spinning and squalling
Up, we’re catching the wind with open arms
Down, we’re diving in air, too deep, too far
Up, we’re catching the wind
Down, we’re diving in air
We’re running! the earth is melting under our feet!
We’re running! ’till the darkness draws us to sleep!
We’re falling! gently passing the gates
We’re falling! drowning in light’s waves
We’re running!
We’re falling!
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3. |
Life Is Pointless
04:06
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You feel someone else’s life
On your teeth
This stinking, dirty haze when you breathe
You stare at white ceiling
Empty home
Like everyone else you’ll die alone
The end is close
The end is near
The creaking, cold whiff of your fear
Tear yourself
Cut this embrace
Everything is melting in empty space
Life is pointless
So stand up
Life is pointless
Dance with us
Now take your own life
As it comes
Take a seat and watch how it falls
You’re catching the light
In silence
You’re melting in your own existence
The end is close
The end is near
The creaking, cold whiff of your fear
You stare at white ceiling
Empty home
Like everyone else you’ll die alone
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4. |
When We Got Nothing
03:20
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Streets are getting wet we feel deeply piercing air
The blocks above our heads are sting the sky with grey
You hold my hand, let this cold burn our hearts
When we got nothing we can swallow pallid stars
We
Make up our lives
We’re
Feeding our eyes
And we can spit out our darkest, tarry stories
We lay on asphalt bed and we’ll never get bored
Let this cloud of coal be our freshest breeze
Now we can cut the day and find our little peace.
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5. |
We're Leaving Now
05:00
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Convulsia Kraków, Poland
Convulsia is a project run by a polish singer-songwriter, poet and writer Michał Rzońca-Feluś, active under this name since July 2015. His music represents wide spectrum of genres from more guitar sounds to electro and industrial.PEOPLE SHIT ON EVERYTHING AND ARE SURPRISED THAT THEY ONLY SEE SHIT. ... more
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