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Lonely Hearts Club
04:16
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Luxuriating in blunt hedonism -
We don’t ask for more.
Sticky sweet candy reality -
Synchronized swimming in the mire of insanity.
There’s no curtain to be raised
Just a flavorless after-taste
Set the clocks for Las Vegas time
Flip the coin and drop the dime
You’re letting me drown in a shallow puddle.
And I have to admit your blood red lips ain’t life belts.
See how I slip on your principles –
Feels like a fisticuff plus brass knuckles.
Hefty header in stringed together platitudes –
Must it be so crude?
The stroboscope wrecks our synapses.
We’re waiting for collective collapses.
An army of rotating fists is punching the air
Till dislocating wrists.
So, do we agree that a sweaty alien body conveys security?
Hefty header in stringed together platitudes –
Must it be so crude?
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Not Born To Impress
04:10
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So tell me,
When was the last time you tasted happiness?
The end of a glory time -- you lost your shine.
Your ego's accompanied by bitterness.
Now honestly, are your skills worth a dime?
So why -- don't you stand up?
Show that you can do better!
Contentment has never been enough!
You've totally missed the crest.
Confess -- you were not born to impress anyone at anytime!
So tell me,
When was the last time you tasted jealousy?
This son of a bitch stands in your place.
You're stuck in a chase of disgrace.
Apparently you've never learned how to swallow the pain,
To digest the shame and confront the blame.
So why -- don't you start to reflect!
Realize that your anger eats you up!
Sanity replaced by rage.
Are you longing for a hug?!
Your eyes 're staring at the fireplace,
The warmth of the flames strokes your face.
Lost in a pool of forgotten memories,
Chased by the shadow of this tease.
You grab your old worn guitar,
Playing songs of yesterday.
The fire's still burning in your chest,
Although I know that you know that
You're only second best!
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Dead End
05:40
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Your smile told me the truth.
You cannot hide your real mood.
Don’t pretend everything’s all right.
I saw your doubt at the first sight.
So tell me, what’s striking you so hard?
Is your faith just breaking apart?
I see emotions left over in disregard.
You should stop thinking so much
Before you get stuck in a dead end street.
Your words are so directionless.
Since when have you been coming off the track?
What you believe and what becomes true
May unsettle you.
Good has never been good enough.
Why don’t you stop worrying about missing something?
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Courage Is Dead
05:28
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Hey friends, an announcement, courage is dead.
Feel the embracing benefit of the curbstone -
Suburban romance of breaking bones.
Let him lie, let him creep.
Pass by, reject the heed.
Fist meets man and man kisses concrete.
One being less should be no matter of interest.
You can't believe it!
You shake your head.
The window reflects you.
Feel how the shame arises - look into your own eyes!
Listen up, an announcement, ignorance's alive.
Nobody's responsible for the strife.
Blind witnesses. Lethargic rescue.
Haven't I told you - Empathy's a virtue?
What's the excuse for your apathy?
We're cowards asking for, begging for more sympathy.
Can't you see, you're not the only one
who's scared to the bone.
You turn around.
Birds are singing on a tree.
Perfect harmony.
You don't care as long as the planets don't collide.
Feel how the shame arises.
I hope that you will never get into such a situation,
my esteemed friends.
Because when you feel menaced, defenseless and alone,
Be sure that everybody will turn around,
Hearing no sound, no cry for help.
Now recognize:
EVERYBODY ONLY TAKES CARE OF THEMSELVES!
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