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Sunblast
04:07
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This place should feel like paradise, not filled with hints of agression.
Everytime I see the T.V. screen I feel I´ve wasted away.
Burnt out retina and drippings from a bottle cap.
Surfing channels through the soft, soft blurred lines.
Counting steps, drawing lines with my fingertips.
Doing overtime until I fall asleep.
It´s just sunblast.
It moves so fast.
It feels like halfday spent beneath the sun.
But I´ve been melting inside these concrete walls.
I can feel it further pushing underneath the skin.
Scratching veins, drying out stains, pulling teeth.
Slept all day dreaming half awake. Stop now.
Cut the staticy radio noise sound.
Burnt out retina and drippings from a bottle cap.
Surfing channels through the soft, soft blurred lines.
Counting steps, drawing lines with my fingertips.
Doing overtime until I fall asleep.
It´s just sunblast.
It moves so fast.
It feels like halfday spent beneath the sun.
But I´ve been melting inside these concrete walls.
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Soft, Blurred Lines
05:57
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There you go again wasting brain on a single thought that makes no sense.
And all I need to do is to find a place to lay my head and rest.
There it goes again, taking place somewhat feelings of a sudden rage.
It's just the way you talk, gives away all the details. Makes me feel obsessed.
Fine, I feel it calming down now. Fine, I feel it calming down.
Simple thoughts run through me
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Point Decster Ciudad De México, Mexico
John - guitarra y voz
Rick - batería
Ancla - guitarra
Diego - bajo
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