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Disgrace
01:30
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I’m trying to find my peace, in a world of disgrace.
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Love In Shackles
03:31
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A rose, down by your side, with such a dogged resistance.
Stuck in the past to wither quietly. Scared to bloom - Afraid to unfold.
Love who you want to love and be free to be what you want to be.
Those locked minds are the ones to blame. Keep pressing the backwoods sight downward.
Better off without these persons, squeeze on our souls.
Comprehension. That’s why I’ve grown so cold.
Digging their own grave in a life of chains.
Where only the devil knows, how deep the bottom goes.
When the moon looks so small in the gutter,
It feels like she has never been here before.
Casualty of this callous reality.
Hollow story! Break the shackles of love.
This is my easement of the steady darkness.
My grip on life. The road stops here.
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Harsh Lesson
01:14
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Ill feelings while I look in your profound eyes, a bat sent to drain my essence.
Profit-pulled horns try to pierce my soul. Why should I pay the costs for your loss.
So down on the ground of facts, all you want is to take.
Well you’re getting blown away by these words.
Between the sheets, a harsh lesson learned!
And all that glitters is not gold.
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A Devil Does Not Rest
03:39
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This frigid age increases my pulse.
Time waits for no man, must find a cure to survive.
So much trouble on my mind, that drags me down this way.
I asked for too long, why the earth feels so fucking close.
If destiny sweeps me half to death, guess I was not good enough.
And this life sends me bad news, caught me among bad waves, when it couldn’t get any worse.
A shotgun controls us from above.
I just want to be myself. Just like you.
A devil does not rest.
Now my mind is slowly becoming unhinged, you’ve swallowed everything I love.
In a cold world that’s losing all values. I’ll never be docile just to feel alive.
From all the bullshit, I don’t wanna run away.
My heart still needs a thrill feeling of quarrel,
To breathe and struggle. Over and over again.
We’re born to lose, but well the choice is on my own, not to drown in this dirty life.
I refuse to sink and searching for more.
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The Cold Shoulder
02:53
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The cold shoulder of life, still got a hold on me.
Eternal rain in my head, won´t let me free.
I won't be the man that you want me to be.
I'm not afraid of death or the coming of age,
but the demons in me feel more home than I.
I'm locked in a casket of worlds repression.
Fight alone to win.
Free till death.
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