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Arachnid
04:59
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The head hunters makes me sick
I guess their time is over
wash your face, put some shine on them, between us
Drive the bomb to my head
Do I have any proof to save me?
Your recitation used to be perfect before
Nothing easy is yet to come
Nothing wordless will fill your eyes
Nothing easy is yet to come
invest your trust in someone else
State of hallucination
The cuddle-fakers broke the glasses
clean your chromed star that’s lying on the ground
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Core
03:13
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Before my plastic frames of mind
Before the place I’m bending in
I core myself, I core myself
I core myself, I core myself
Black as night I wish you were black as night
Then the dark reborn as you wish I were black as night
You core yourself, you core yourself
You core yourself, you core yourself
And I pull the sacramental weeping off
And I keep all steely feelings
It’s alright it’s alright
It’s alright it’s alright
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The H epoch
03:57
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Under your fallen eyes
I’ve been smiling overtime, overtime
I must not be in pain
You must not be in pain
All this hysteric sound that was born from me
Is just a pill against all, after all
I must not be immerse
Do you feel immerse
Everybody wants everybody
Everybody loves everybody
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Fantasie in minor
04:15
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Open in fantasies
Slam they down
Hopeless fears
Crumbling
Shout out
And I drill my eyes into your eyes
Fantasize, fantasize
I drill my eyes into your eyes.
Souvenir
Of deepest dreams
I can’t get off
And I drill my eyes into your eyes
Fantasize, fantasize
I drill my eyes into your eyes
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[key]
01:29
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Melanoid
05:13
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I belong to this place
Where things are upside down
A city of dead birds
A hollow town underneath
Of the surface of the skin
Upon a building crossed by walls
There’s a rush of silence in
All the beauty inside your mind
But, who knows what future holds?
A draft of us has been written down
An inspired thought has been crucified
Upon a picture already painted
Someone in your mind
Somewhere in your life
Maybe, somewhere in...
A camouflage of shadows
In the darkness
An afterglow of hands
Is necessary to be alone with
Every piece of my heart that screams...
I’ve been falling from the heights
To the ceiling where I belong
In the longest day
Before the fog takes the skies
Before cars bring brains down
Whose tired eyes are already closed.
Someone in your mind
Somewhere in your life
Maybe, somewhere in...
A camouflage of shadows
In the darkness
An afterglow of hands
Is necessary be alone with
Every piece of my heart that screams...
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Hall to hall
04:36
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Europa
04:42
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Comeback to me for a while
Count the colours at your time
‘Cause everything belongs to you forever.
‘Cause everything belongs to you forever.
You’ve turned into a genius
In a interstellar broken explosion
‘Cause everything belongs to you for a while.
Comeback to me forever for a while
I don’t, I don’t, and I don’t really exist before you
And when Crete conceived you as a queen
Comeback wide-eyed girl
Take a few nuclear dots for your sky
‘Cause you’re the open-minded (glaukopis) at all
(Zeus will never find you)
I don’t, I don’t, and I don’t really exist before you
And when Crete conceived you as a queen
I don’t, I don’t, and I don’t really exist before you
And when Crete conceived you as the first queen
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Noises, you just keep making noises
Just to erase the bitter feelings from my skin
Broken whispers, magnetic reel and static hiss
You just keep making noises through my head
Sober with my lunacy
Washing our minds with your background noises
Senseless, you just keep emitting senseless words
Just to fill the place inside my ears
Sober with my lunacy
Spinning a yarn with your background noises
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In the meanwhile I die
03:16
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I’ve saved your life
And you’ve collected my skin from the ground
In the meanwhile I die
I’ve hung the moon
And you have the courage to step on it
In the meanwhile I die
Forgive me I’m shy
I’m too busy to play
You recognize me as the death
And my worms get inside you
In the meanwhile you smile
You’ve felt the grace a few seconds before
I turned my body to fly
In the meanwhile you climb onto my wings
Forgive me I’m shy
I’m too afraid to play
Seventeen moments of calm
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Spin a yarn
02:10
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While I’m laughing
You are sending wishes
To our paper tree
To spin a yarn
From you to me
My favorite view
Is the one that I saw with you
The cloud walls
The spinning house
Of our tree
I’ll collect wounds for the good days
If I fell happier than you
So then you will be good-humored one
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the.plethora.project Ciudad Autónoma De Buenos Aires, Argentina
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