1. |
The Moth Song
04:30
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Good evening Sir!
Where are we gonna go?
Yes, we’re weird,
It’s a long time we’re not on the rails anymore.
We’re not machines, but we can break
What do we need to fix us up, do you know sir?
I’m still too far away from knowing why
I am sitting with me as a child
She’s growing up against her will
She lives in a world made of notes and butterflies
But she stands in the dark, and she cries too much
Now she’s grown, it’s not long since she became a moth.
The more the light is hard to reach,
The more the more she’s gonna try.
The more the light is hard to reach,
The more the more she’s gonna try.
Don’t give up,
You know the exit is on the other side
But you can’t take your eyes off the light.
Fly fly far,
And you’ll fall.
To live or to die but please in that light.
In that light.
Good evening sir!
I know where I’ll go!
Not too far away from the bright neon lights
In your bathroom or in a hospital
We’re animals of the night but we’ve got dreams too!
Let us believe until some spiders will come
To suck our blood and have some fun
Don’t give up,
You know the exit is on the other side
But you can’t take your eyes off the light.
Fly fly far,
And you’ll fall.
To live or to die but please in that light.
In that light.
We’re animals of the night, let us fly, let us fly.
We’re animals of the night, let us fly, let us fly.
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2. |
21 (So Tense)
03:22
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While you’re thinking about life
Time is passing by.
Don’t let the system get your soul ‘cause
It already has everything else!
Twenty-one and what a mess:
too many buttons to press.
Trying to dance you can’t help feeling so tense.
Trying to dance you can’t help feeling so (tense).
Forget about your past, about your future,
And don’t regret
You’re young! You’re living the best years of your life and
Trying to dance you can’t help feeling so tense!
Trying to dance you can’t help feeling so tense!
(Don’t think! Eat your snack!)
Why is everything so heavy?
(Go to work! Make your bed!)
I’m gonna have my first drink instead.
(You’re becoming an adult, don’t you wanna have a family?)
What the hell, why should I care?!
(You’re so lucky! You’re twenty-one!)
If I’m cursed, why should I feel blessed?
You don’t have to make everybody feel so bad.
When they ask, tell lies : “Yes, I’m fine!”.
Twenty-one and what a mess!
Don’t take anything for granted.
If you want to stay alive
There’s no escape.
Trying to dance you can’t help feeling so tense!
Trying to dance you can’t help feeling so
Tense!
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3. |
Cursed Train
05:04
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Blue lights make me blind,
so my mind can finally fly
out this window rushing through the night.
This place smells like a mental disease fight.
I got it! I heard it!
You don’t have to vomit all your shit on me, thanks,
I’ve got my own in my bag.
(Ghost faces on the train. Repeat. Ghost faces on the train)
Glad to be alone again,
like when all your friends laugh at you.
Paranoia is winning the game.
Though I know where I’m going to
now and then I’ll be lost.
I cannot find a way out!
Want to find a way to feel more comfortable in this life.
Ghost ghost ghost ghost faces on the train,
ghost ghost ghost ghost faces on the train.
Ghost ghost ghost ghost faces on the train,
ghost ghost ghost ghost faces on the train.
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4. |
Invisible Bird
04:22
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When I wake up in the morning
It feels like falling off a tree.
My body doesn’t hurt much,
But my head fell far away from me.
Where have you gone now?
Every door is locked but one.
In there the best friend of my dreams
is screaming in his sleep!
He knows where I am, he knows how
I ended up here! Get out!
Get out, now!
Get out! Get out now!
What will be left of me when I’m dead?
‘Cause it waits, still, it can’t stop existing
It doesn’t become something else.
There’s another secret closet,
there’s a girl who’s flinging her hands in the air.
“Where is the bird? It wants to get out,
But nobody can see it! Help it! Nobody can see it”
Nobody can see: fantasy is ash.
(Everything more or less)
Everything more or less
(Now or then)
Now or then becomes fantasy
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5. |
Overthinking
04:06
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My feet can’t touch the ground
I’m floating in my madness now.
Don’t fall asleep, can’t you hear?
The monster’s coming for me.
While I’m overthinking
This is driving me crazy
Her eyes are black, her lips are knives
Her hands around my neck!
Her eyes are black, her lips are knives
She makes me feel so sick!
She looks like me but she’s not
She’s the wolf, and she’s hungry
She’s laughing scratching at the door
She knows my mind will give up this fight.
I know my mind won’t stand
This damned overthinking.
No one sees what I see
She’s calling me again
She knocks, I scream
“Open up, it’s me!”
I’m lonely with my fear.
She’s in staring at me
I’m falling, her mouth is open
I’m weak, she’s strong when I’m overthinking.
(Stop please, stop please)
She knocks, I scream,
“Open up, it’s me!”
Her hands around my neck!
I’m gonna lose my mind
If I don’t stop overthinking.
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