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Cold World
04:55
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The fog
The cold cold fog
Embrace the neon town
And their dark streetlights
Lonely hearts
And lonely faces
Walking at night
To find their way home
Lost in the world
Lost in the cold world
And lost in our hearts
Lost by the moonlight
Lost for a tears
Lost in the night
Our souls disappears
What a cold world
The clock
The clock is ticking
As the night rolls by
Everyone is gone
The heavy sky above
Left an outcast silhouette
Of a man with no love
Hiding in the dark
What a cold cold night
In this cold cold town
The more we hide
The harder we fall
Lost in the world
Lost in the cold world
And lost in our hearts
Lost by the moonlight
Lost for a tears
Lost in the night
Our souls disappears
As we roll the dice
As the last man die
Our world is crumbling down
As we take a chance
As the last man dance
The night's crying out
And our people fall
What a cold world
A cold world
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GARDEN OF HELLIUM
Trees of vengeance
Fruits of pain
In the garden of Hellium
Bottles of plastic, fill with greed
In the garden of Helium
Deconstruction, misconception
In the garden of Hellium
Your liberty at risk
In the garden of Hellium
WHATS LEFT IN ME
I have no soul
My thoughts are twisted
Spiders on my fingers
There's blood in my mind
I have no face
I sweat bruises
I play with myself on a cold and dark night
I wear sunglasses
Hiding behind lies
I smile like the devil
And I cry like a child
I melt in my couch, thinking about better days
And I lay on the ground and dreaming at night
What's left in me is some useless information
Anxious about the sun
Anxious about the moon
A lunatic pervert
With nothing to lose
Fuck me once
And fuck me twice
I spill my own blood
And vomit like a child
What's left in me is some useless information
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Dry
05:49
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She was waiting
At the corner of a lonely drugstore
She's a broken angel
As usual, wishing for more
Twisted and sick complexion
And a blue star is passing by
She's dreaming through the window
Of her temptations
Her guts is dry...
So dry
She's dying inside
High
She's so high
I'm artist who seek for love
I'm a lonesome boy
Trap in a bottle
Fantasizing, and I always wants more
Shooting myself
Fix of self-hatred
I need no one
Cause I am alone
My guts is dry...
So dry
I'm dying inside
High
I'm so high
(We're dying inside, and we get so much older)
Dry
Dying inside, and we get so much older
And time will fly
And then angels die
From the deep dark sea
To the flaming sky
You can see them in the night
You can see those shinning lights
Two little stars
That cry their last good bye
Good bye
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Trapped between four walls
Trapped inside our cars
Trapped under the stars
Trapped no matter who you are
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MEEM Montreal, Québec
For the lonely dreamers
For the crying maids
For the silent
truck driver
For Maria, without ID's
For anxiety
For the schizophrenic kid
For the working slave
For the 30 year old virgin
For the doomed junkie
For Rob, fallen angel
For the places without names
For the hitchhiker
For desolation town
For the real artists
For sensibility
For the only child
For my family and friends
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