1. |
In Limbo
05:08
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I'm on the highest plane
This world I reign
So much to gain
I fall the highest fall
I lack it all
I keep myself in limbo
Feel safe within my mind
I sway my head in limbo
There's no need to decide
And when your head explodes
Will you keep me close
Or let me decompose
How long's too long we'll see
Will you wait for me
I keep myself in limbo
Feel safe within my mind
I sway my head in limbo
There's no need to decide
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2. |
Maniac
05:17
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Steps I take
Never rushed
Love I make
Never enough to get out of here
Anchored near
Hard to steer out of these common reliefs
Maniac
Take control
Have my back
Open wide
Swallow me whole
Give me birth
Feed me the earth
Watch me grow in the mirror
Here's to the gray
To the gray world
The gray town
The gray river offers a ride
Up the nighttime lights
Here's to the half
To the half full
The half grown
The half open lid harbors sight
Of our newborn lives
Flash of light
Flesh of mine
People's lives
Intertwine
Someone is always there
Taking care
Making sure everyone holds back their tears
Maniac
Take control
Have my back
Open wide
Swallow me whole
Give me birth
Feed me the earth
Watch me grow in the mirror
Here's to the gray
To the gray world
The gray town
The gray river offers a ride
Up the nighttime lights
Here's to the half
To the half full
The half grown
The half open lid harbors sight
Of our newborn lives
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3. |
Daily Invocation
04:38
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I struggle to recall
The dreams I want
I need those sweaty halls
Drops from the ceiling
Old hag will you come
To take my breath away
And I become
One with my yearnings
A toothless grin
I'm giving all I can give
But still I keep falling
Enigma kin
I'm giving all I can give
But still they keep calling
Our daily invocation
Our dose of desperation
Our daily invocation
I better stop unbracing laces
Tied to keep us right in place
Far from temptation
Baby I'm a liar when I say
That I am doing fine
But I'm alright
A toothless grin
I'm giving all I can give
But still I keep falling
Enigma kin
I'm giving all I can give
But still they keep calling
Our daily invocation
Our dose of desperation
Our daily invocation
Pick some flowers
Commemorate your past
Engraved on your eyelids
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4. |
Wash
06:50
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Feeling surfeited
From too much information
My whole life like
A simulation
I wanna be an animal
I long to lose control
Bury my bare feet
In unusual soil
Wash me away
For I need
Distance to breath
My own remedy
I gotta heave that body up
I'm having trouble breathing
The man on the screen says
Don't lose time competing
I can't miss out on things
That really ain't worth keeping
Vomit it out to
Keep sucking it in
Wash me away
For I need
Distance to breath
My own remedy
Walking up the shoreline
Ships to carry me away
Am I just a bitter man
Still waiting for his grand parade
Walking up the shoreline
Ships to carry me away
And do you ever realize
The distance in each other's eyes
Or am I just a bitter man
Still waiting for his grand parade
Wash me away
For I need
Distance to breath
My own
And so we pray to god
This whole place paranoid
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5. |
Revolt
04:42
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9 p.m. marks blue light
And be safe means keep alone
Still I'm roaming streets at midnight
And yes mom I'll come home
Borders beginning to blur
Who am I in this struggle
And do I fight the right things
Compliant to the bone
You say it's not the real thing
And we're puppets all along
Maybe we should start a revolt
And give ourselves a reason
How many lies till the spire blows up
How many cries till messiah comes down
Hello my kind stranger
I know we've been real close
Intimacy's endangered
Can't tell if I'm a ghost
Can you grab my translucent hand
Don't let me trail away
Maybe we should start a revolt
And tear this ghost town down
How many lies till the spire blows up
How many cries till messiah comes down
How many lives till the fire will stop
How many lies till the spire blows up
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6. |
Just So You Know
05:27
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Come on beat me up
So I can go
I'm caring so much more
Than I can show
Just so you know
Just so you know
Don't reach inside my cage
And leave me burned
When all my thorough thoughts
Get overturned
Just so you know
Just so you know
Satisfaction is a treacherous moon child
Intoxication be the trick up your sleeve
This generation is a bunch of attention whores
A murmuration of exceptional leads
Just so you know
Just so you know
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7. |
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I just leave behind
The smell of nitric acid
No I can't
Allow you to
Reveal my darkest secret
The canvas sweating blood
Upon my hand
This red stain screams
Old friend lying dead
There at my feet
Oh sweet Venice
I can't forget
The smell of nitric acid
Yeah I tried
Leave all behind
There's no escape
From you
The canvas sweating blood
Upon my hand
This red stain screams
Old friend lying dead
There at my feet
Oh sweet Venice
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8. |
Slowly
07:08
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Oh my love
Just drop it in the mailbox
And give me one more minute
So I can forget
Oh my love
The days keep getting shorter
You're stuck behind a train
That's going nowhere
We spin within the madness we create
Our minds are drawing circles in the sand
We spin within the sadness we exhale
Maybe there's no way
Are we taking it slowly
What's the time again
Will the river embrace me
Or are we left behind
Oh my love
Just drop it in the mailbox
And take me with you now
Now time goes by
Slow
Another distant remorse
You've seen it all
But you can't get enough
Boy do you know whom they call
For all I hear is the promise of sirens
Are we taking it slowly
What's the time again
Will the river embrace me
Or are we left behind
We spin within the madness we create
Our minds are drawing circles in the sand
We spin within the sadness we exhale
Maybe there's no way
Are we taking it slowly
What's the time again
Will the river embrace me
Or are we left behind
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Digital Carbs Munich, Germany
Indie / Psych / Prog Rock from Munich, Germany.
Our new single Telescope is out now!
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