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21'st Century's Cross
05:22
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VERSE
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Can i be your cancer? - Self-ironic god
Can I be all of you darling? - I dont gonna show it off
Handmade chicken made us good to ourselves
The happening happens ironically always untill the end
Unforgotten thing is unforgiven for us
I use my mind only with a grenade blast
BRIDGE
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Kill all the haters - Hate the haters
CHORUS
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Cross the love and peace - and let us be loveandpeacers
OUTRO
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All i need is brainbreaking emphaty
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2. |
Lost Gloves
03:42
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My life's a lie, all words are white.
Instead of colorfull day, there's a plain.
It's not a game, made only to blame.
I'm fucking starving inside, I wanna get fat.
Speechless word, you made my day.
From the throat, you've thrown away.
God save things, that are untold.
I switch lights off, that's my favourite mode.
We are lost gloves.
All words are white.
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3. |
Try To Tell You (CUX)
03:35
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We used to walk together, now I walk alone.
Our days used to be bright. Now they seem so dark
You were my candle, but i chose a shadow
Is there anybody who could light you up again?
Now I know, that I've really hurt you
Please forgive me and believe, that I can change.
I try, I only try to tell you
That always, when I look into your eyes
I makes me sad
And I beg you , please forgive me honey
Coz' my life is sad and dumb
Without your love
I was so stupid, did too much faults
Never thought it could bring up your tears
Our street is empty, there aint no love
The world is in silence, when I look for sound
And i really dont know what to do
To make you smile and twist'n'shout again
Heroin
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4. |
Here Comes The Time
03:42
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INTRO
You know, I used to live in monochromatic world
With a sea of numbers, closer than anytime before
I was sick, and I died, and all I could do was counting
I beg you. Show me the door.
VERSE 1
Days have started watching you
What was done should stay true too
And i think, I'm getting closer
Realise that have not realised anything before
BRIDGE
Here comes the time
CHORUS
And all he can do - Is to count on you
VERSE 2
Tad eats honey with a mud
And he got garden full of sound
River from toyland keeps it green
Babes are hangin the flag, it's black. It should be seen.
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5. |
Lady Post Scriptum
02:41
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1. Ask me about that question, about John Fontaine
As you know, we have never called you back
Making my own laundry made me sad
I dont know who's the bad
We live in primitive fantasy
Five years old simplicity
You didnt see, i drew your back
Now you see, and we have a crack
I stare at my shoes, dont know what to say
I wish my mother told me how to pray
CH.You're up to me - I'm up to you
We could not be - or we could be
2.Person that i met, she's like you
But she likes unhealthy food
You just sued me, and you're mad
I just wanted to play on sand
We could even eat some sweets
You have your salad, You're not free
Please, stop complaining about one more thing
How even dare you to tell me how to be?
CH.Youre up to me - I'm up to you
We could not be - Or we could be
OUTRO
Ask me about that question, about John Fontaine
As you know, we have never called you back
We could not be
Or we could be
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