seventh_angel

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Tonight, we’ll make a playlist before we go to bed,
because our favorite songs sound better than my lullabies.
And with our skins entangled by the flashing TV light,
we will try to fight the heat with kisses of ice.

How can you be the only one who’d love me when I’m weak,
and the only one who can make me sane when I’m feeling sick?
We are strangers to our bodies, but it feels good when we’re one;
tracing maps to our Greek islands and our Paris just for fun.

You make silence comfortable, as your breath’s all that I hear;
even if we’re in different rooms or your lips are close to my ear.
And, if you tie me a blindfold, I’ll just follow your heartbeat,
because I know it by heart - it’s the sound I fall asleep with.

If all of this was true, I wouldn’t be awake by now.
Even if you don’t exist, you take my sleep away anyhow.
I’ve an idea in whom you’re based, and I know I did create
you to bring an ounce of love when all I feel like doing’s hate.

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I got the taste of blood coagulated
In my throat and I can’t spit it out
It’s eight a.m. and we’re already outdated
The day began with nothing to write about
I got a job but it’s so underrated
Education’s something to live without
I got the taste of blood coagulated
And it’s already on the tip of my mouth

We spit it out spit it out spit it out
It’s something we just cannot live without
We spit it out spit it out spit it out
Spit this:

I have a lover but she’s in Brazil
And I have nothing to amuse my tongue
This day is lacking just a little thrill
But it’s just like on every other song
I want to move but I keep standing still
Because if I move they might take it wrong
I have a lover but she’s in Brazil
But I just lost her ‘cause I took too long

We lack the days lack the days lack the days
Where our life didn’t look like some replays
We lack the days lack the days lack the days
We lack this:

Excitement, new moments, new people, new times
New songs, new beats, new rhythms, new rhymes
New chords, new sounds, new colors, new sights
New thoughts, new things, new worlds, new lives

I got the taste of something I can’t describe
In a part of my body I don’t know
I broke the clock and I lost track of time
Today began so many days ago
I’ve quit my job and still I can survive
And my mind always keeps on learning though
I got the taste of something I can’t describe
And I will do my best to let it go

I have a lover who lives somewhere else
But I must keep myself entertained
This day has left me feeling kind of svelte
But at least it wasn’t just the same
I moved on ended finding myself
They took it wrong and I find it a shame
I have a lover who lives somewhere else
With all this I can’t even remember her name

And it’s our life it’s our life it’s our life
It’s despicable but we just survive
And it’s our life it’s our life it’s our life
It’s this:

It’s flatlined, flatlened, flatlined
We shock ourselves with voltage to survive
And it’s our life it’s our life it’s our life
I just spitted something I can’t describe

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Those dancing days are gone
So put your fancy suits
On a paper box
And a “fragile” postmark
Announcing the weakness
Of your memories
Those dancing days are gone
And so are you

Those dancing days are gone
Ushering your oldness
Those glorious photographs
Are now your only nest
You dread retirement
Will make you a passive citizen
Those dancing days are gone
And so are you

And you say
I wish I could go back to Moulin Rouge
I wish it was a place I could remain on
But my face now lost its charm
And my body is not as steady as yesterdays
So I say farewell to those dancing days

Those dancing days are gone
So drown in solitude
Your desperate search for fame
Took you back to your roots
You regress to ancient glories
And unfulfilled dreams
Those dancing days are gone
And so are you

And you say
I wish I could go back to Moulin Rouge
I wish it was a place I could remain on
But my face now lost its charm
And my body is not as steady as yesterdays
So I say farewell to those dancing days
This is your last chance
To return to where you should always belong
So lay the white flag
Or sing this farewell song

And you say
I wish I could go back to Moulin Rouge
I wish it was a place I could remain on
But my face now lost its charm
And my body is not as steady as yesterdays
So I say farewell to those dancing days
This is your last chance
To return to where you should always belong
So lay the white flag
Or sing this farewell song

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I don’t wanna go down in history as a man who changed the world,
I don’t wanna go down in history as the saviour of the nation,
I just wanna go down that lonesome road
Of the depressed generation

I never thought I was special; I really never had a heart,
And if for a reason I had one it is now tore apart.
Cause I ignored his beat as a cry for help, but still it granted me life to survive.
Now I surrender to the webs of suicide…

Leaving a legacy to the unknown in a mist.
I raised my fist, as a soul, and climbed the stairway to heaven,
And I never bought a ride in it.
I never bought a ride in it…

I’m not a saviour, I’m not Jesus, I’m just a man abandoned in this world.
I am so common, so ordinary, why do I have to change the world?

Why do I have to be in charge of all the lies you’ve launched and sparked?
Why does it have to be me who covers up all the shit you do?
I don’t want my words to be published like I was some sort of lunatic.
I don’t want the spotlight pointed at me; I don’t wanna go down in history.

I repeat all the lyrics I fixed in numb and I still don’t know what they mean.
I climbed the stairway, step by step, knowing I lived my life in sin.
I’ve washed my hands in holy water but it burned like sulphuric acid.
Still I don’t understand the expectations that grew around me…

I never seeded; I never took care of my life and everything that surrounded.
I got a gun pointed to my head but I’m not sure I will succeed.
Oh God, help me! Bring some light! Give me some proof of the divine!
Oh Satan, help me! I have prayed for you my entire life!

Prayers in mute, prayers in thought, I never fought my fights alone.
Here’s my desire: launch me to the fire, it’s the best home I ever had…
Cover me in kisses! Judas, please! Betray me like I have betrayed!
I have to suffer some consequences, cause every price needs to be paid...

Do you still want me as your god? Do you understand who I am?
I am a man, a typical man, why do you see me as a messiah?
I’m not a religion, I’m not a soldier, I never died for anything.
You could be me, you could be me, but believe me you could have chosen better.
I don’t wanna go down in history, I don’t wanna go down in history,
I don’t wanna go down in history, cause every single man in this world could be me…