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You're going deeper and deeper
Oh, you went too far again
You use it harder and harder
You live on the edge, my friend
You're sliding farther and farther
Can't get close enough to you
It’s getting darker and darker
Please let me enlighten you
When you were in my arms
The world made sense
Everything seemed perfect
When you lose control
Nothing brings us joy
Even the things that used to
You are broken, just skin and bones
Well, like a walker in zombie hordes
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Do more, wish less, don't be careless
Do more, wish less, don't be careless
Take a step, walk behind your words
Wake up, reach the high inside
Do more, wish less, don't be careless
Reach the high inside
Take a step, walk behind your words
Make it easy, save your time
Do more, wish less, don't be careless
Take a step, walk behind your words
Take a step, walk behind your words
Make it easy, save your time
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3. |
D.I.M.S. (with Manoya)
04:46
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Please, conquer nothing but your great-great mind
Less is more - I get that feeling…
You’re under tension, yet your children smile
Let them grow & hit that ceiling!
(Narration)
Letustryasimplecontemplation…
Simple&divine…Betterthandeviation…
ItisolatesinastrangewaywhichfeelsOKforawhileBUTthenDoyouhearmyHEART’ssound?Iwannaletitfreelytravel…
IwannaletitFLYIwanttosetREALstuffinyourmindthoughIknow-ofcourse-FICTION’smorecomfortable…
Your excuses insullate & may hinder forever
Need a heart to stimulate the Souls’s endeavour
Gimme something, gimme real chance!
Gimme nothing but does it make sense?!?
Can you catch that flying match they’re throwing at you?
We must keep that flame containe!
I tell you how not to sense that fire’s burning your hand:
Try and trash your mind’s complaints!
Your excuses insullate & may hinder forever
Need a heart to stimulate the Souls’s endeavour
Gimme something, gimme real chance!
Gimme nothing but does it make sense…
When people scream loud
Do the hear us?!?
Gimme something, gimme real chance!
Gimme nothing but does it make sense?
Does it make sense?!?
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4. |
Runaway (with Kaiko)
03:52
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The sounds of Llamas’
The sound of wind that you never hear
It’s a dark nirvana
The trees are crying
For their life
You’re laughing and crying
Are you Afraid?
(You) don’t wanna fear
In the highest
You don’t wanna fear
You can breath in
(You) don’t wanna fear
It’s not a real world
You wanna
. You wanna do something
You don’t wanna fear
In a starless
Empty Space
…
You don’t wanna fear
You’ve got two options
Do you wanna …
Live in the game?
OOooh… yeah
You come from on another way
But all the streets are empty
Nobody knows who started the game
And all the logs are lost and dirty.
If you see the world
The space surrounds you.
Would you wait for me
or run ..
or run away?
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5. |
Fixation (with Emke)
04:50
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I remember your name
Don’t come for me
Don’t come for me
You’ve been here before
Creeping at my door
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
Do I satisfy your fantasy?
Speak your heart and spare the courtesy
What do you want to see?
Show me your freak
and I’ll show you mine
Doesn’t taste good
when I shove it down
Your throat
You’ve been here before
Creeping at my door
Don’t lie to me
Don’t lie to me
I’m not here to provoke your desire
Petrol doesn’t put out a fire
I’m not here to provoke your desire
I won’t take you higher
And you won’t bring me down
Love or hate
Pulls us together
For the worse not for the better
heaven to you
could be someone’s hell
Redemption and violence
Are easy to sell
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you thought you'll walk away
from what you've done
simply without a trace
just when you want
you wanna stay alive
i have no doubt
but you wanted to play
so here i come
and they run from the gun
too afraid to succumb
and they run when they're done
and they have their own way
to be gone
till they
stop and turn around
you have no chance to hide
craving blood tonight
creeping (there's no place left you can call a home)
you'll burn alive
you know i'm gonna find
what i'm coming for
your worst nightmare's
knocking on the door
there's no place left
you can call a home
your whining's gonna be my
new ringtone
you were sleeping in your king size bed
you were cruising in the city like a pimp
catching the ride
in your 3 story house
you were sitting around
you were guarded while your vice spread
don't run i crave your blood
you were sleeping in your king size bed
you were cruising in the city like a pimp
catching the ride
in your 3 story house
you were sitting like
you thought you'll walk away
cos you had your own way
you thought you'll walk away
cos you had your own way
but you wanted to play
and now you're gonna lose
oh boy
stop and turn around
you have no chance to hide
craving blood tonight
creeping
you burn alive
boy i am hungry as a cat
and i am searching for a rat
to eat alive
babe you couldn't hold your breath
craving all the blood
you're done
stop and turn around
you have no chance to hide
craving blood tonight
creeping
burn to the ground
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When the countdown starts
Hear the fallen hearts
Six, five four three
Screams of dead trees
Two, one, zero, stop
Let's start from the top
As the time goes by
Your fears and hopes run dry
Six, five four three
Smell of dead seas
Two, one, zero, stop
Let's start from the top
Break through!
You knew
There's no chance to keep the tide
She grew
In you
Now she's here from your blind side
You can't see
As she
is taking your defense apart
You can't see
As she
is forcing you back to the start
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laborant Tatabánya, Hungary
Laborant is a side project by Krisztián ‘Devon’ Árvai (Producer/Songwriter of Black Nail Cabaret).
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