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The Vision
03:00
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No matter no the better know how. Dust. Cherry. Dig the bottle of water. Don’t worry just put it in the hole. I’m thinking of you. Hold on it how do you fuck you feel it? How sick are you? Please tell me now. Call me back if you want it I’m here. Where do you think you to go? Well I don’t mind. This frantic line may list only mistakes. Well I don’t mind. This fucking wire may be worries and desires. I’m lost here without you. How are you? Just stop and ring the bell of my brain. You ask me and I will tell you the thing you wanted to know.
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Margot
03:04
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Two police cars out too many puppies in my room. No matter liberty of doing the important things. Why thousands people out? Should I drink a beer? Should I eat a breadstick? Where’s the problem? Why do I listen to it? Where I realized I’m alive? Now I buy the newspaper. Bullshits will never end. It was just a fucking perfect day but now a lonely day. Laughing is not the solution. I have to rearrange the future. The shark yes will bite you all time. Headaches. Truly pain. The shark yes will bite you all time. Headaches. Blood on your arms.
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Senza voce
03:51
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Giorni che proprio non hanno senso. Dipingo incostante solo tratti. Vegetare è pressoché impossibile. Intanto almeno non tremare. Parlarne non preoccupa. È normale stai dai. Senza voce fai più male. Resta qui con me. Come neve cade a fianco a te. Niente è uguale a ieri e lo sai. Tre scalini in più e via che vai. Taci inutile è provare. Sono già le tre. Tempo perso un’altra volta. Io senza di te non ce la farei.
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You and I
04:01
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To the concert while you don’t look back. The thoughts of a man who lost his head. In the market when it’s hour of a cigarette. The dust is just like a big snapback. To the city while the others are so tired. The legs are heavy as a big event. In the disco when you are so sick. All the men seem like thousands sticks. You and I were playing with our tongues. Everything else is like stardust in the place where we’re even sleeping. In the bed after the night is past. Only two images in my chest. In the car not before the three. The happiness is fucked for free.
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Here We Are
03:58
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So here we are. In a huge town. It doesn’t matter. Just speak. I could be more present than I have done. Something like this. Emotional. A kiss under the rain. This time is end. A kiss under the rain. I hope it will be again. Can I? You could be more sweet when you where alone. Something like that. Reflective.
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Hold My Hands
03:58
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I know you were something wrong and I hope you’re on your own again. Yet think deepest on the past. It’s the hope that shrinks and sucks the end Oh every breath I take I should die. And hold my hands ‘cause I should die. Time and cause ballistic bad. Like your knives that are polished for good. It’s my pride placed on your arms. It’s the hope that shrinks and sucks the end. Me and you were naked.
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The Death of Us
03:55
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Do and push it down. I’ll do it now because I want. No. Better. Do and go with truly game. Fortune and fails. Fuck the sand smells of south. Going down the street. I think I can be. Mood the fuck too many people die. Magic pill. Through the stones. Don’t give a fuck. It’s your time. Headache. Truly shit. Come on. Bow. Blood on your heart. And this. The end’s here. Wait the bang. Go on. For all. To the blame. Every time you’re with me. Every time you walk around. Liver tongues bitch. Liver and the death of us. A long time ago it was one city and two hearts. Today is two city just one heart. I don’t hate it. You know I’m thinking of you boom. Going down the street. I think I can be. Mood the fuck too many people die. Magic pill.
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Castaways of the Mind
03:39
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Running down the mountains. Too many people fook in this town And how the hacked woods are equal? Times of nowhere collide universe. Castaway of the mind. We ever never cry. Castaway of the mind. Past and then cross the time. All these crimes above that. All excursions. Paste the paper. Suicide. And how the hacked woods are equal? How could I touch her eyes? Put heart in the washer.
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deus funk Faenza, Italy
February 9, 2002, a chinese restaurant. Deus Funk is Antonio, Iacopo, Marcello, Mattia, Michele.
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