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Food Chain
03:23
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Food chain
Sometimes I wish I was bigger
Sometimes I wish I ran faster
Sometimes I wish I was already there
Sometimes I wish I owned the moon
to trade it for a bigger room
Over and over till I don't really care
I's getting harder to impress you
With distractions and all the rest
Oh, but turning rust into gold it was not for me
Oh, all the lust that you fold, that you fold me in
Can't you see I'm in this scenery
I just don't get its machinery
I spit on the crowns you want to bare
but we are all reaching out for it
On the top of a food chain
On the top of your food chain
It's getting harder to impress you
With distractions and all the rest
Oh, but turning rust into gold it was not for me
Oh, all the lust that you fold, that you fold me in
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Time Bomb
03:26
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Time bomb
There’s a time bomb in my hands
So far the codes didn’t work out
Should give up my common sense
To get rid of the questions I fought
The more I give the more you take
And its all my fault, my mistake
Too kind, too blind
Make the good in me resign
Or let the second round begin
With all the rules I’m gonna choose
Too fast, to blast
I was told I could react
So let the second round begin
With all the rules I’m gonna choose
There’s line up for the fight
So join the ranks and give it a try
Choose your battles with all my spite
Avoid a war that’ll never start
The more I give the more you take
And its all my fault, my mistake
Too kind, too blind
Make the good in me resign
Or let the second round begin
With all the rules I’m gonna choose
Too fast, to blast
I was told I could react
So let the second round begin
With all the rules I’m gonna choose
How can we hit, without breaking
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Madrid
04:31
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Soon you’ll be
Standing where I am
Then you’ll see
I try the best I can
To keep us floating through the ages
And be sure, we’ll never skip the pages
Slowly and surely I’m approaching of your fences
I can’t define with great designs who committed those offences
All those words
Finally come out
I took so long
To hear them from your mouth
It’s eight but I feel like it’s midnight
And when night comes, I feel the past is out out sight
Slowly and surely I’m approaching of your fences
I can’t define with great designs who committed those offences
I’m going into the orbit
Of a face you don’t show me
At last I’m drawing our portrait
With features I can look at
You’re rational
I’m predictable
So what time is critical
Time is critical
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Resuscitate
03:26
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I’m the frozen one you wake up years later
Everything has changed but I don’t feel colder
I’m the soldier who’s finally back from the frontline
All the lights and lives I’ve left behind are mine,
Are they still mine?
When I see us from far away
I see the games we’re playing
Oceans are drying
And the sun is drawning
I wanna give this moment a chance
Won’t let it vanish in my hands
I wanna be part of this dance
Watch my head emerging from the water
Now I see that it was deep under
We’ll create ourselves a brand new past
A varnished, polished history that could last
When I see us from far away
I see the games we’re playing
Oceans are drying
And the sun is drawning
I wanna give this moment a chance
Won’t let it vanish in my hands
I wanna be part of this dance
Resuscitate all the voices
I’ve been silencing now and then
Come back to us
Come back to us
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Somewhere
04:31
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The music is loud in my headphones
As I feel the plane lifts up
Under it’s a cold night in a grey town
Where everything moves
But nothing lives
The last words I heard from you
Could be the last that you tell me
One more city light slowly melts down
In the veil of the ocean that disappears
Here
When you’re somewhere up there
You can dream all will begin again
The sun puts on it’s darkest clothes
To host the wandering travelers
Soon it will undress and let shine
A light too bright to be false
I’ll be there the sun close at hand
Truly believing I can seize it
I’ll look outside hanging on to my luck
Hoping the best is still to come
When you’re somewhere up there
You can dream all will begin again
There is no turning back
On the road you walk on
Don’t gather stones to help your way back
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