1. |
Wrong chemicals
04:16
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Opening this concrete door, I've never pushed enough.
It's better to stay inside and always keep it warm.
Want to go outside!
Want to feel the cold!
Just unplugged (this) controlling mind!
Trying to get away from you, I have just proven all.
Never mind the consequences of being out of control.
Maybe I'm wrong!
I can feel the cold!
May have taken wrong chemicals!
And now I’m trapped in a white and frozen hall.
Flickering fluorescents, it’s all full of white coats.
Smell of anesthesia coming throughout the doors.
Wrong chemicals, they will never make me strong.
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2. |
Broken bolt
03:16
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When you are always tired,
and you’re out of control.
Have been awake all night,
I’m crawling on the floor.
Your hormones keep on rising,
your mind boils all day long.
Never be satisfied,
fighting against the world.
The time is not controlled,
no plan can be assured.
You are always frustrated,
your mind’s a broken bolt!
And his discomfort is a
catalyst for growth.
Despite my iron patience,
my mind’s a broken bolt!
Always tired,
out of control.
Sleep all night,
on the floor.
Keep on rising,
all day long.
Unsatisfied,
against the world.
Again...on the floor!
Away...of this world...is where I wanna be!
Is it normal…
what you’ve done?
And my mind is…
a broken bolt!
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3. |
Zoned out
04:00
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See….
Feel…what’s there….
Live...in your mind.
Not wrong…if you hide it.
I want to be in this side forever.
Will try to keep me out of the shelter.
I’m sure that it will turn to real.
Don’t wanna wait too long!
Be….
Move...towards the way.
It’s...like being wired,
do…not get tired.
I want to be in this side forever.
Will try to keep me out of the shelter.
I’m sure that it will turn to real.
Don’t wanna wait too long!
I want to be in this side forever.
Will try to keep me out of the shelter.
I’m sure that it will turn to real.
Don’t wanna wait too long!
And if they thought you could do it later,
you would just say that you’re not a waiter.
I’m sure that it will turn to real.
Don’t wanna wait too long!
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4. |
Anxiety
04:44
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Dreaming to see…
how you and the sun could be.
You will regret for too long…
how is to be here alone.
Anxiety!
Trapped in the figure of the one.
And never have been the bad.
It’s not that I am that way.
Just wish to be it someday.
And now I see how it works.
You don’t need to be a merc.
Even if they don’t see you,
go ahead and be in tune.
And now I see how it works.
You don’t need to be a merc.
Even if they don’t see you,
keep alive without…anxiety!
And now I am back to the hole.
There is no sign of that role.
Time accumulates inside,
gives you the power to fight.
And now I see how it works.
You don’t need to be a merc.
Even if they don’t see you,
go ahead and be in tune.
And now I see how it works.
You don’t need to be a merc.
Even if they don’t see you,
keep alive without…anxiety!
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5. |
Relieving
03:36
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Always keep in mind that we’ll be there.
Maybe all this time was misleading.
And I don’t know how you have seen it.
Trying to understand why we’re here.
We’ll be there.
I don’t know why I can’t react now.
Seems so clear but I just don’t know how.
Been trying to find a way to skip it.
But now it’s the time of relieving.
We’ll be there.
Be living.
Just dreaming.
Be living.
´cos I want to know
if you’re feeling alone.
Concealing…
Forget of the pills…
and keep on rolling free…
and living.
Be living.
Just dreaming.
Be living.
We’ll be there!
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Fischer Tropsch Seville, Spain
Fischer Tropsch is a Spanish band formed in 2018 in Seville. Their music style goes from the fastest and noisiest fuzzed-out music to the slowest and mellowest songs. Their experimental approach to music leads to a wide variety of original songs with a common nexus: their love for noise-rock and lo-fi ambient music. recordings. ... more
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