1. |
Papercut
04:57
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My world
is made of paper
I’ve even got a cardboard sun
And even though
The rain’s just painted
When I close my eyes I hear it run
My world
is made of paper
I’ve even got a cardboard sun
And even though
The rain’s just painted
When I close my eyes I hear it run
My world
has all the colours
and no one there is ever in a rush
And when I need some clouds
to keep me cool
I get some white and dip in with my brush
Ref.:
I need this fiction
it’s my addiction
to paint a picture
with everything I always wanted
I need this fiction
it’s my addiction
to paint a picture
of home that’s not so haunted
………..
My world
is made of paper
I’ve even got a cardboard sun
And even though
The rain’s just painted
When I close my eyes I hear it run
My world
is made of paper
I’ve cut it out by myself
It’s got some flaws
it‘s sharp on edges
and you can’t put no weight on the shelf
And the great thing is
I can always burn it down
Ref.:
I need this fiction
it’s my addiction
to paint a picture
with everything I always wanted
I need this fiction
it’s my addiction
to paint a picture
of home that’s not so haunted
My world
is made of paper
My world
is made of paper
I’ve even got a cardboard sun
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2. |
Fingertips
05:00
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I am picking up the pieces
Too many have I lost down in the grass
I know I’m just as good as she is
But I don’t want to play so I will pass
Bridge:
You know I meant it
But it’s not healthy
To play pretend
When everything is bent
Ref.:
The greatest things are always getting crushed to bits
I remember having your lips on my fingertips
Every day you brought a different story
And none of them has turned out to be true
It’s funny that I‘ve ever truly worried
It’s funny that I worried about you
You know I meant it...
You know I meant it...
But it’s not healthy
To pretend
Ref.:
The greatest things are always getting crushed to bits
I remember having your lips on my fingertips
Fingertips…
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3. |
Let Me Go
05:28
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What’s yo way to escape
No man’s land
History movin’ in cycles
What’s yo point of view
How do you define what is real
What is the self
Strange footprint on the shores of the unknown
Asking questions
Liftin’ up the essence of identity
From the dust & dirt of the social matrix
Multiple-dream images on the back of yo eyelids
System’s overloaded
Fabricated truth on the tongue of a liar
Artificial body of language
Fake images
Hackin’ the DNA of yo intellect
Paranoize in yo ears
Poison in yo system
Hyper-relativism decomposin’
The quintessential foundations of yo world
The prime situation
What’s yo next step
Truth is uncomprehensible
Even if you do yo best
Eyes keep on starin’ at you
From behind the 5th dimensional mask
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
Ref.:
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
Step aside the wild communication jam
Let the sun rays infiltrate yo foggy brain
Enter the private time zone
Fly the coop
Decamp
Go home
Where you’re complete likka circle
Rest in silence
Iluminatin’ light from within
Flashin’ vibrant
Compose your self
You don’t wanna loose it
Destroy any concept of limit
Let the poetic imagination
Function as another name for logical destiny
Take off
Escape the labyrinth
& the poisonous hand of the death-facin’ ego
Ghost in the machine awaits you
Between eternity and time
Move on
Turn the key inna lock
Of yo doors of perception
Open arms
Embrace the paradox
Elevated
Disconnected
From the basic instinct
Of an urban flock
Tic toc
Tempo’s wild
No time to be wasted
When bringin’ back the sight
To the blinded third eye
blinded third eye
Ref.:
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
Ref.:
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
Demons wanna speak will you let ‘em
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4. |
Bubbles
05:40
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My breath
are bubbles in my lemonade
going from the bottom
right up to the sky
I'm late
to join them in their black parade
nothing I could do
but sit and wave goodbye
My hair
is growing like those
tiny sprouts
They just want to see a
tiny bit of sun
And doubts
they grow around my
good old house
Somewhen I will weed them out
when I'm done
nothing I could do
just wave goodbye
My words
are crows sitting in the fields
flying up and making
circles in the air
Sometimes
they can harm and they can heal
'Cause they tend to land
anywhere
I'm thinking about my life
am I livin' it?
am I wasting it?
I'm thinking about my life
am I livin' it?
am I wasting it?
Or is it all okay?
nothing I could do
nothing I could do
nothing I could do
just wave goodbye
nothing I could do
just wave goodbye
right up to the sky
I'm thinking about my life
am I livin' it?
am I wasting it?
I'm thinking about my life
am I livin' it?
am I wasting it?
Or is it all okay?
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5. |
Kingdom
04:37
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Kingdom come…
Another selection, pick and choose, take a different direction,
Who control the information control the nation,
What you think you saw you never seen, unless the industry says
It’s what you gotta believe.
Pump harder, pull longer grow stronger,
Individuality begins to wander.
Fake news, you snooze you lose, now who you speaking to?
Everybody showing off, noone’s looking at you.
Another wake up, another dark and dreary day,
Face on the pavement, after a late nigh
Last night’s debasement leves me tired, empty, loathing…
In want of consoling. Desperately holding on to what little memory lets on.
There’s a storm coming, they look to me to be the follower, conquerer, modern-day come out and play destroyer,
“Tra-la-la” says my heart but my head spells restraint.
If you’ve got a problem, back of the line and file a formal complaint.
Fame, fortune, everything that goes with it.
You might back down but you never gonna quit it,
What the other people think is controlling your action,
Keep pushing the story til it gains some traction.
How many followers are watching your feed?
Popularity run by back stabbing and greed,
It’s another way to display for the opposite sex,
Not worrying about who the message might vex.
Kingdom come, The Company’s will be done,
Same old story here, Being controlled by fear.
Kingdom come, The Company’s will be done,
Same old story here, Being controlled by fear.
Kingdom come…
Kingdom come…
Kingdom come, The Company’s will be done,
Same old story here, Being controlled by fear.
Kingdom come…
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6. |
Magic Land
05:02
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I'd rather feel life's coming my way
But I never try
To really do something about it
Everybody's looking for their own place
And it's nowhere to be found
People ‘round me think they're okay
Flying with the wind
Though it changes as we speak
Tell me is it worse or better
Never even opening one's eyes?
I just roll my eyes when they say
Ain't much more to life
but to fall and feed the ground
Thoughts unfortunately linger
help me get it out of my head!
Ref.:
What are we
Chasing time, shallow roots
Not here, not with you
What are we
Pretending, that's all right
Lost in the magic land
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I'd rather feel life's coming my way
So I will try
To really do something about it
I am not looking for my own place
I found it in my consciousness
Ref.:
What are we
Chasing time, shallow roots
Not here, not with you
What are we
Pretending, that's all right
Lost in the magic land
What are we
Chasing time, shallow roots
Not here, not with you
What are we
Pretending, that's all right
Lost in the magic land
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I'd rather feel life's coming my way
but I never try to really do something about it
Everybody's looking for their own place
And it's nowhere to be found
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7. |
Colorblind
05:10
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Colors
Fading
Into grey
Brighter
future
underway
Shallow
feelings
empty shells
Your life
drawn by
someone else
Ref.:
ain't no red and blue
ain't no red and blue
ain't no me or you
Just unity
ain't no black or white
Stand up for what’s right
Stand up for what’s right
All the faces
look the same
Are we
Truly
All to blame
Concrete
people
without shapes
One way
ticket
no escape
Ref.:
ain't no red and blue
ain't no red and blue
ain't no me or you
Just unity
ain't no black or white
Stand up for what’s right
Stand up for what’s right
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8. |
Focused on Nothing
04:34
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Soul's like an iceberg
Shows just the tip
Go find the courage
See what's hiding underneath
Oh there is so much more
So open up that door
Or is it easier to ignore?
Oh there is so much more
So open up that door
Or is it easier to ignore?
Feel how it's melting
May water flow
Reach to the surface
From what's drowning down bellow
Take time but don't think twice
Rise up and break the ice
Oh, drive yourself to paradise
Take time but don't think twice
Rise up and break the ice
Oh, drive yourself to paradise
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Hard to Frame Lysá Nad Labem, Czech Republic
H2F are characterized by a colorful fusion of electronic and acoustic music with elements of jazz, underlined by the fragile voice of their singer. They balance subtlety and dreamlike atmospheres with deep vibrant beats drawing inspiration from dubstep, d'n'b, and minimalist techno. This desire to merge genres and fuse acoustic and electronic instruments manifests in the band's unmistakable sound. ... more
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