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Pass Me
04:52
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Why do you pass me everyday?
I’ m going through the corridor
I’ m passing faces and eyes I know
I avoid glances I’ m scared to turn around to be there!
I’ m scared to be there again
I’ m scared to hear your voice
I wear my hood I pretend I’ m invisible
You see me as someone like you
I don’ t even try to argue..
I’ m scared that you could understand !
I spend too much time for counting days
Why what’ s inside is told by someone else
I’ m surrounded by crowd(people) with numbers instead of names!
Why do you think I' m like you?
Becasue my eyes are crying too?
Becasue I' m going through it too?
What things I have to do ?
What things I have to do now?
Why there' s no no aswer now ?
Why there' s no answer for?
Why every day we walk the same ways?
Why we are only a countours for each other?
We pass each other, we lose ourselfs everyday
We go further and we move back in our mess
We passed each other and why it happened again?
I' m scared that you could understand that I' m not like you.
I won' t wait for your word
I will try just to go!
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Dust
04:26
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Because we are only a dust
We won t waste time for the past
It s coming back multiple of times
When i try to fall asleep, it keeps me awake,
Where was I then? Where was I then? I d like to know
Imagination destroys me, i m trying to turn the thinking off.
It fills the back of my head
It s coming back multiple of times,
It keeps me asleep when I try to wake up
The day seems to be gray
The night become so long
I can t let it capture my present
I can t let it capture my hope
The day seems to be gray
The night become so long
I can t let it capture me
The present is what counts
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Impassivity
04:25
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Now I know this impassivity has last for far too long
Indifferent to everything, being a moment
I used to think this way
I hear drops tapping ground around me
There is a puddle I m standing in.
And now I know I shouldn t have postponed looking for myself
Your tears flood me again, this water is everywhere
Too much wounds in me, too much wounds in you
Ideas eclipsed my eyes
Where I ve been for all this time?
I'm sorry that it took so much
Is it still me or it's just another fake countenance
And now I know I shouldn t have postponed looking for myself
Your tears flood me again, this water is everywhere
Too much wounds in me, too much wounds in you
Ideas eclipsed my eyes, is in me something like a truth?
Impassivity will destroy me
All paths overgrown
Soon there wont be a chance to go
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Many Of Me
04:26
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Too many of me, everyone is looking in a different way
Too many of me, contradictions tear me apart
One milion thoughts in one head
Thousand selfhoods and one jail
Expetencys and oaths in them
Have I ever said this?
All I want is merely to be again
I m scared that all of this faces are only a fckng masks
I m trying to understand which of them is a real one
Too many of me, everyone is looking in a different way
Too many of me, contradictions tear me apart
I m clung to the ground, it s hard to make any step
Every thought, every smile, every tear, every lie, every step, every breath, every glance is someone else.
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This is the place where I feel alive, this place I miss too much
This is the home where I m coming back, This is my faith my curse
I need to leave if I want to come back then
I m afraid of responsibilty, something tells me to go away.
stupid egoist, I ll be lost beacuse of this
Solitary, bird without nest,
The only thing I desreve is a contempt
Me and you, me and I
I have to stay, I have to say good bye
I feel safe here, let me stay, throw me away
Warmth hits my face, I just feel safe,
But I m afrid of eternity, of lasting forever
I m scared that it ll become my currse
although sometimes it s my universe
I m coming back here from every single espace into solitiude
Where to come back if not here?
Which place leave if not this one?
Thre is one place
And there is one truth
This place is in me
This place is in you
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