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遠野朝海 - Consumer
04:19
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My head hurts
Something loud and easy to understand spreads
Will not stop until it's consumed
Cause we are stupid
The more I know,
the scarier I get but I have to walk
Step on this beautiful earth
and listen to the beautiful sounds
My heart is broken
Swimming alone in cloudy and cold water
Can I see you somewhere ?
Laugh at me stupid
Cry together
The more I know,
the scarier I get but I have to walk
Step on this beautiful earth
and listen to the beautiful sounds
Someday I'll know
What's right,what's truth
What can I do with this little hands
Hope it's too late
Hope it's too late
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Dim
03:08
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I woke up with my hands congested
I couldn’t wash my face with my congested hands
When you realize that you should take him
He’s already gone
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rucastudio - Deeply
02:32
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That's what I wanted.
I beat a sandy carpet.
I have no objections whatsoever.
It was like a dream. RACKET IN HUMANS...
In my experience, it doesn't pay to argue with him.
He had learned to ignore the crisp part of "a 20 dollar bill with age".
Hand with a shock.
Absorb the shock.
Those argument has many flaws.
Is it my imagination or does the building shake?
She looked her blind eye across the palor...
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This Time Is Too Bad
04:27
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When they began to attack us
Were you ready for them?
You weren’t ready for them
You were just in a daze
Stop throwing stones to him
He is not to blame
Time was just too bad
This time is too bad
Can you hear the bed creaking?
It will soon break down
It will soon break down
But you just drink the nights away
Can you hear the bed creaking?
They will soon come back
They will soon come back
But you just drink the nights away
Take me away out of here
I’m tired of thinkin of YOU
When they began to attack us
Were you ready for them?
You weren’t ready for them
You were just in a daze
Stop throwing stones to him
He is not to blame
Time was just too bad
This time is too bad
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Shall I tell you a story？
A story about a boy tended to be happy
He lived in a town where he could
see many disappointed people
Cars were moving and then stopping
Only hope could power him up
If someone could have walked out the door
Brought him in the back of the trunk
In a white room
Where the sun shines on me
Where the moon comes through
What am I gonna do?
Beyond the no point of pain
Silent and perfect life
The virus slowly blows up
if there is no system of insurance
Who's going to beat up the government？
Stands for tax abuse forever
In a white room
Where the sun shines on me
Where the moon comes through
What am I gonna do?
Beyond the no point of pain
Silent and perfect life
It’s a bit chilly here
Hysterical and selfish
Laying the blame on others
No touch of feelings
In a white room
Where the sun shines on me
Where the moon comes through
What am I gonna do?
Beyond the no point of pain
Silent and perfect life
When I know where I’m going
Take me to the back of the trunk
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