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Panic attack
01:19
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Barbed wire around my neck
Squeezes hard
To sharp to break free
Drain overcomes me
With your hand on my wrist I try to fucking run away from from this
With your name on my lips
Trying to build a shelter - it will erupt the walls
Anxiety is not the thing you waiting for
Tears got a hold on me again
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2. |
Last smoke
01:55
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You’ve been caught but your mind was still free
Your body’s been caged but your thoughts so far to be
Dreams were flying to Free Palestine Land
The revolution just began
Oh babe it burns my soul out you gonna die for it
Oh babe it burns my soul out you gonna die for it
But in the death of night you’ll hear footsteps behind your door
Now have your last smoke
They’ll never catch you again
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3. |
War for the life
02:08
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God gave you what we need
So don't discuss with him
Make babies
No thanks I'd rather die
Fuck off with your pro-life
Big bullshit
Don't tell me what I have to do now
Don't wanna hear about that "women's fate"
My womb belongs to only one person
And that's me
I'm not the baby incubator
Me
If want I'll do abortion
You forgot our names
Yo, look me in the eyes and say again that I would burn alive in hell
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4. |
Yourself first
02:15
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We try so hard to feel the void
With an illusion of connected souls
Yours and mine
It's such a waste of time
It's such a waste of our lives
It's a waste of time
Until we'll change
Go on and find the truth insideAnd nail yourself to your own sins
There'll never be another half of you
It's such a waste of time it's such a waste of our lives
until we'll change
Go on and try
To be complete version of yourself
Go on and try
To be complete to be the best yourself
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5. |
Insomnia
02:35
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Look up at the skies tonight
Where nothing seems to be right
Nothing seems to be true
Neither even you should do
Formally searching for the light
Now stucked on the dark side
The thoughts are spinning around
Dark clouds are falling down
They falling down
Over you
There's no escape without a struggle
There ain't no struggle without pain
Rain drops are bitting at your window
There's always brighter after rain
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