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be brainwashed

      Tie is tight

      Need some air

      People wait

      Show your defect

      I’m dead inside

      Resurrected from the womb

      I’m wearing mask in my tomb

      Let’s go, diamond, crazy ride

      Alarm!

      So many ways to feel less dead inside

      I’m dead inside

      Resurrected from the womb

      I’m wearing mask in my tomb

      Let’s go, diamond, crazy ride

      Alarm!

      So many ways to feel less dead inside

      Selfie

      Mirror-mirror

      Tell me how do you feel

      Silver cracked

      Reflecting on the memories

      Keep them

      Her happiness, his ugliness

      Their affinity, my reality

      My love is lost

      But I won’t pretend

      We’ll make up the most

      It is the end

      On your mark, get set and go

      Paint an image you would like

      A selfie

      Mirror-mirror

      Tell me how do you feel

      Silver cracked

      Correcting all the flaws

      Hide them

      Her stubbornness, his timidness

      Our jealousy, my celibacy

      With wide-open eyes

      These faces are gone

      I’ll melt down the ice

      So we come undone

      On your mark, get set and go

      Paint an image you would like

      A selfie

      Not a single smile

      No sign of the light

      My thoughts are vile

      Under the veil of night

      On your mark, get set and go

      Paint an image you would like

      A selfie

      A Return to Love

      It's just an ordinary day, man

      For everyone and everybody

      We hate each other till death do us part

      So I’ll be waiting – time only mends broken heart

      If I fell in love

      I'd know the right direction

      The line that lies between

      War made of peace

      Pain that close to pleasure

      If love was that simple

      Less tangled, more supreme

      If love was redemption

      Would it mean I sacrificed myself?

      All we have is ourselves

      Unhinged by the day

      Worked my bones from dawn to dusk

      Honey, don’t leave me hanging on the phone

      All I want is just to ask

      Why don’t we return to love?

      It’s just a beautiful day, lady

      For everyone and everybody

      Vow to the Goddess, an everlasting love around

      So people who’ve lost hope can be unbound

      If only I could love

      It’d cure this damned disease

      Bad medicine I’ve got

      Tastes a little bitter

      Melts sweetly in the mouth

      If love was a miracle

      Lingered scars, guilty soul

      If love was repentance

      Would it mean I finally believed?

      All we have is ourselves

      Unhinged by the day

      Worked my bones from dawn to dusk

      Honey, don’t leave me hanging on the phone

      All I want is just to ask

      Why don’t we return to love?

      Put aside this relentless fear

      Don’t forget those who are always near

      All we have is ourselves

      Unhinged by the day

      Worked my bones from dawn to dusk

      Honey, don’t leave me hanging on the phone

      All I want is just to ask

      Why don’t we return to love?

      Modern Talking

      Can't get used to modern talking

      It's all about weed and smoke

      You won't catch me freely walking

      Fumed my soul, feel so broke

      Can't get used to modern talking

      It's all about gays and whores

      Headlines seem to be provoking

      Nature rotten to the core

      But they talk, talk too much

      Drive me crazy, sing along

      Just relentless in their words

      Keep silence for a minute

      Can't get used to modern talking

      It's all about cars and wars

      Diesel grateful, we are choking

      Side by side, in the ranks

      Can't get used to modern talking

      It all about love and lost

      Not so private, they are stalking

      Swear your money on the oath

      But they talk, talk too much

      Drive me crazy, sing along

      Just relentless in their words

      Keep silence for a minute

      I do fine with numbers

      Straight, short and say a lot

      My love is with letters though

      But this foul, ignorant, malicious deal

      Hurt my touchy ears

      Breath some air

      Out of mobile phones

      Out of Tiktoks, likes and posts

      Game over

      Get out!

      Can't get used to modern talking

      It's all about trust and ought

      Found weakness in my mocking

      You’re

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