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Nie
01:36
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Olea
02:38
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Let's blame this thing on Jupiter
And where it was that day
This must be why Lucifer was created along the way The money’s on the counter
I’m gonna need some sugar
Then I’ll be taking over
This shit it got me thinking
I’m not so great a liar
Although I’ve been practicing
Whatever’s on your mind, you better not think it over Before you analyse it
Please do become that monster
Then let’s argue about time
Cause it’s about time we argued
I don’t know where I’ve been tonight
But I’ve been looking for you
I've been bad at pretending
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Bjobja
05:11
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I was never there for you
Nor am I here
Why would anyone entertain
The thought of saving you my dear
I believe I’m someone you can trust To hate you honestly, with all his heart
This isn’t working out
I think it’s time
See this line in the sand?
As long as you stay on the other side, We’ll be fine
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Strep
04:03
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Ever so slowly I’m coming home Growing deeper impatient with how Reluctantly the wheels turn
It doesn’t get easier with time somehow
Back at the cabin I’m waiting for you Flipping through tapes and tasting the truth All I can give is barely enough each time Inside the loop inside the loop inside
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Cities Without People
03:57
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It’s only weird if you make it sad
I wish we had stayed in that moment before
We’ve made up our minds and we’ve made our beds I’d be so high right now if I weren’t so low
It’s such a beautiful place With all this empty space It’s like you never existed And I never lost my faith
I only cry when I want you gone
Yet there’s nothing I can do to shoo you away Then I repeat to myself that nothing is set in stone I mumble it under my breath until I feel ok
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Hex Helper
05:47
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It hides bricks inside cribs
And turns your limbs into branches It leaves you with nothing to give Puts out all your candles
I’m here with no form or shape Yet I don’t need your help
It whispers echoes of indifference The absence of substance
I gave you most of my poetry Now I have none left
I sang for you all the sweet notes I didn’t lose to bitterness
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Suckerpinch
05:11
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There and fucking back again
Holy bloated abdomen
Spit on my head and tell me it’s rain I’ll be seeing you then
Imagine that you’re somewhere else No money and nothing to sell
The trees just outside your hotel
In the dark you are your best self
The wine will taste like freedom tonight That world isn’t mine and I don’t mind
They say that silence is violence
But they will not acknowledge the lies Seeing what’s between the olive tree leaves I no longer grieve
The air smells like freedom tonight That life isn’t mine and that’s alright
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d-prim Wrocław, Poland
d' / dɛ prɪm /
Produces music. Sings and screams. Writes. Makes fun of stuff. Since 1999.
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