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Breached
03:07
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Can‘t help but feeling being torn
All day long I feel bored
Is this really what I’ve been dreaming of
Till now
Sometimes I sigh
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I think these feeling never go by
Until I die
Run down, worn out
It feels like I’m losing my mind
You can’t see what it means to me to be breached
To be out of reach of what it means to be me
Don’t say I could have seen this come
All my senses feel numb
Is this really what I’ve been chasing for
Till now
Sometimes I sigh
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I think these feeling never go by
Until I die
Worn out, run down,
It feels like I’m losing my mind
You can’t see what it means to me to be breached
And this is why
Everytime I cry
I think these feelings will never go by
Until I die
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Why
02:47
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I regret to see that no one else has ever wondered
Why
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I don't mind
03:37
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Why is it so hard for you to see
I am you and you are me
But we split somewhere along our path
Completely different we’ve become
Longing for identity is long gone
Today I look back and it’s still hard
But I don’t mind
There were far to many distances between me, myself and I
But it seems to me they meant more than meets the eye
So I crush all that hinders me every thrust and every must
Every brick and every prick will soon turn to dust
That’s on my mind
Our daily struggles will come and go
Overdetermined by what we know
Underneath our present lurs our past
The things that seem to matter most
Will soon disappear in clouds of smoke
When the shit hits the fan there’s nothing to last
But I don’t mind
Take a leap of faith and never mind
Leave all your burdens far behind
One day we’ll look back and it won’t be hard
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4. |
Tough Baby
03:01
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Why do I feel this
Do I have to at all
Reluctance is my pleasure
Violence against myself
Tough Baby
Considerate ruthlessness
Why do I love to hate
Is there nothing more
The bliss of repressed desires
Approve my inhibition to feel
Tough Baby
That’s the vignettes of my regrets
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5. |
I don't know
02:08
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Will I ever find a way
to deal with how I feel
while life goes on and on and on
and on
Have I ever known
anything different
than wanting what I
don’t already have
I don’t know
Will self-conscious robots
one day be aware
that anarchy’s the best way
to organize themselves
And is there no way
that we could ever have
certainty of who we are
I don’t know
Who am I today
who will I be tomorrow
I don’t know but
it depends on my range
I’m a process, I am fluid
like the steam after it rains
Will I ever find a way
to deal with how I feel
while life goes on and on and on and on
I don’t know
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6. |
My House
02:42
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My house
it might seem fine
My house
it seems to fall in line
But looks they can deceive
I thought you knew
My house I
s on the edge of town
My house
wallpaper’s crumbling down
While I know its one of a kind
can’t get the feeling out of my mind
that this is not where I wanna die
while I sit here on my porch
and watch the kids growing up
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7. |
Slacker Dreamz
04:09
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TOYBOYS Frankfurt, Germany
Free hugs and maybe more...
You can find our EP on Tape over at georgekorearecords.bandcamp.com/album/bliss-factory
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