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o - To break a chain
06:27
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Assumptions made
You are still drawn to the flame.
Gloves off.
Everything is not a game.
You will never be the same.
You cannot unsee it.
Your cup is not full.
Always; hunger.
A thousand ways to break a chain, but you can't save the day.
Before you save your sorry self, there is no one here but blame.
And you can make it out of here, but nothing's going to change.
You will still be on your knees, a thousand miles away.
Just like you were today.
Avoid the pain.
You are mommy's little best
Point and grab
Point and grab
Grab and grab and grab and grab.
Cut your losses, claim your fame.
It's all downhill from here.
There's no love left to carry on,
There are no more dope defaults.
The complimentary thrill has left the building, it's long gone.
Grab what you can and pretend, that grace will catch you when you fall.
And everybody's watching as you go.
A mesmerizing show.
Way to go man.
Way to go.
A thousand ways to break a chain, but you can't save the day.
Before you save your sorry self, there is no one here but blame.
And you can make it out of here, but nothing's going to change.
You will still be on your knees, a thousand miles away.
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o - Dollar bill
06:21
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nope
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o - Infection
03:41
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I wish there was a way to explain the way I feel?
There is a void inside of me deep as anything.
In everything I know. Everything I see.
Everything I say.
Everything I do.
In everything I ever had.
It's like a dark dimension of emptiness.
What remains, are the echoes.
I am still waiting for a greater explanation.
Where love will make it right again.
Maybe I could learn?
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o - Only time
03:36
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You were but a young girl.
Not even 18.
You gave me your heartbeat.
I only had a dream.
But the dreams we dream, are useless.
They are only make-believe.
Like the moon in the gutter, reflections.
The day wears away.
We see them as they fade.
We watch them fade away.
Only time will tell for sure, what a bore!
So what if it's not perfect?
So what if we don't agree?
So what if I am not what you had in mind?
Could we change?
And I changed.
We danced beneath the satellites.
We danced away the city nights.
Now we just cry cry cry
I lost myself in you then.
You lost yourself in me.
We were so young.
We were so free.
God knows, we needed the release.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never even knew, I did.
A fool was I, a fool were you.
But foolish things, are what lovers do.
Our foolish hearts will break.
There is nothing they can't take.
Only time will for sure, such a bore?
So, what if it's not perfect?
So, what if we don't agree?
So, what if I am not the man
you wanted me to be?
Could we change?
Some things never change.
We danced beneath the satellites.
We danced away the lonely nights.
Now we just cry, cry cry, cry, cry, cry, cry.
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o - Au jus
05:22
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To serve a greater purpose so the say.
A common frame, a single mind´, to give yourself willingly,
and die for the right to right for the right.
Leave yourself behind
adjust and fold.
All for nothing.
The affliction becomes you
This is all you expected
this is all you could find.
Lowered and broke down,
to pigshit and vomit.
[Right here right now
time has come
A day of reckoning.
We will see you to your graves,
this day we celebrate.]
A sense of all-encompassing helplessness.
A burning weight that drags you down to drown.
Descending into nothing.
Leave a trail of dead and dying dreams, facing each new day with indifference.
[Right here right now
time has come
A day of reckoning.
We will see you to your graves,
this day we celebrate.]
[Dying is easy? You simply breathe out.]
All this good sweet savoriness. Just for you.
Flesh bone blood and guts.
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o - Being born
03:48
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Everybody's got a second opinion.
Everybody's got sumtin´ ta saya.
Ya so secure in yo sentiment.
O, tell me something I ain't heard before?
I have been a part of this for too long.
Fed up and finished with you.
(Show what you got, show what you got)
Oh, please spare me your boo-boo's?
(Show what you got, show what you got)
Never mind what they say that you got babe, find the back door and run like a son of a bitch. You don't belong and you know that it's true, come on. You don't know it, but you know what you know what you know.
So, let's see which side we are going to land on.
Oh, to believe, it's harder than you know.
Just like being born.
Coming out of your American dream pod.
You don't seem to be dealing well with decompression?
I'll only give you the truth.
But, the truth hurts. I am sorry about that.
Everything you know is a lie.
Don't let this come to you as a surprise.
Can a man's life be prized?
Can a man's life be prized?
To gold, dollars, and dimes?
And who is, to decide?
For what price?
What price, is right?
For what price is right?
When a man's life can be prized?
For what price?
For what prize?
Is the price of life?
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Peter Dolving Sweden
Peter Dolving is a creative arts designer and media marketing developer.
30 years. More than 2500 live performances is over 90 states around world.
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