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Overwhelmed
01:05
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I turn my head against the wall
feel like I could sleep 40 hours more
I worked my ass off to see you today
and now there's nothing I could do to stay awake
even if I wanna do so
till you come home
this tide floods my cave
so as you're not here anyway
at least send me a lifeboat
I wanna get shipwrecked by your port
I'll be floundering like a fish on the bank
take me home
or throw me back
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2. |
Wimbledon 2016
02:29
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when I said I didn't mean to hurt you
nothing was closer to the truth
yet I did and it's the third time
I escaped but I didn't know where to run
though I may not seem to care
about all the desperate things you said
I must admit I was scared
and I can't move on only if I dared
to let go of anxiety
to leave it all behind
it would be so much easier with you
but now you're out of sight
when I said I've never meant to love you
nothing was further from the truth
cause I did, but not the way you wanted me to
I could've never coped with all that fucking guilt
so I cried in angst, called a friend of mine
we got wasted and I gave it a try
I loved you, but I love her more
your angry words still echo in my mind
the next serve is yours
I've already missed mine
though we've been playing for 3 months
this game is still a tie
say it ain't so
at least I have never lied to you
I acted awkward, now I don't know what to do
I guess you hate me now, I can't take it anymore
call me when you calmed down
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3. |
Annual Cheap Talks
01:52
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you just bowed with flat, gazed eyes
while I was trying to convince you to do something with your life
you said "Yeah I know", then I said "Cheers"
and we haven't talked ever since
"Why do you care about me?"
"You would not believe"
nothing would changed if I told you
I almost went on despite the fact
that you're no longer the person I've met
9 years ago back in high school
when you were a weirdo and I was lame too
I always cared too much
for those who never deserved
you'll never cease to think
that I'm just a fly on your turd
and I wonder why I still feel like
falling on my knees by the finish line
I still hope you're gonna carry me through
but what the fuck do I care though?
break the barriers
unite the rivers
cause we can only wash away this pain together
but then again, I don't need your greed
so stop twisting your knife in me
fuck your problems and do what you want
I'll move on and forget that you were the one
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4. |
Tire Swing
02:33
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I really like it when you're the last one to see on a day
I always make your bed before I leave
and I kinda like to lean back
from the other side of the porch for another last kiss
right after you opened the door wearing only my shirt
I should've counted the corners the first time I got here
and now I should inculcate all your lively lumbers in me
and I'm not sure anymore if I'll ever sleep in your bed again
sometimes we seem to be back at the core
but tell me who you are if you overtake the last one?
second-hand shops and sports bars
the town centre adopted your scent
of coconuts and sea shells
I feel like swinging in the tire
on the oak tree in your garden
I would never trade this feeling for another
this time I'm flying with my eyes shut
it gives me goosebumps
but that's not the only reason you can call me nuts
at the front end I'm turning back
here I am heading back to you again
I'm not sure it's a great plan
I've been thinking of hopping out
but the branch is too high, the rope is too short
or I love you too much
don't push me out
I wanna rot in this tire swing
without even knowing you'll never love me back
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you mix me up with your memories
for me now's the time you've become real
your beauty seems even less like a dream
but it still haunts me
love's like having gastric ulcer
or even more like a soft armchair
that suddenly disappears
and I fall to the ground in a careless moment
sometimes I'd like to get you erased while I'm asleep
just like Kate Winslet did to Jim Carrey
but now I'm Jim Carrey
and I'd rather have my heart torn into pieces
than passing by each other on the streets
just like strangers do
cause i couldn't imagine a life without you
i'm drowning in static desperation
cause i can't stay afloat on my own
even with you i always felt that way though
and though it's over, it will never really be
I'm helplessly stuck in the moment of falling
false awakening, sleep paralysis, the endless row of daydreams
which is worse? maybe the fact
that I've gotta cope with this fucking shitpile on my own
and though Montauk's destroyed for us
and your red hair belongs to the past
I've still got another last question to ask:
"Will you be my Clementine?"
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6. |
Closure
02:54
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you're like the first sunny day
after all those months of heavy rain
and though it's still February and the sun's got no strength
I do believe that soon it's gonna be spring again
but there's no such things as early warmth anymore
I'd still grab my sneakers, my torn and dull jeans
and I'd grab my skateboard and dial your number
"meet you at the park?"
but there's no such things as early warmth anymore
so I guess I'll have to find
another excuse to see your face again
maybe a drink at the bar
do you remember our first kiss over there?
it's been a year, the fucking slowest one in my life
it wasn't much fun, yet I still tend to pretend
in fact I was scared it will never end
so even if you stayed, I'd be instantly gone
and I won't come back to you
cause I couldn't stand watching our youth rushing away from us
while we're still stuck back at the same point
it just makes no sense at all
why should I care anymore?
it's not that part of my life I'd love to recall
next to each other but not together
like in that photograph
next to each other but not together
just like at that party at an old friend's house
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7. |
6 Pine St
02:41
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the best thing I could say about my life
is that I wrote so many pages full os worthless lines
turning my thoughts into action has never felt so hard
for you love is cheap and easy but I have to think it twice
though i'm an introverted guy I still take efforts to be nice
i'm closed into my thoughts, I don't speak too much even if I care
when you moved away I just stood and stared
I wanna go back to 6 Pine St
the place I used to spend my lazy summer nights
my homesickness is fed by time
for me it's damn hard to ignore
that you told me you didn't love me anymore
can you still recall me telling you
"when we're together, awkward silence
gets washed away by endless laughters
so does my pain - you're the one who taught me
trust my luck once again
with you at last I don't feel alone
I've spent too much time on my own
I don't care if tonight the world ends
we'd just keep walking 'round hand in hand
hand in hand - don't ask me where to
everywhere it's perfect with you"
there's no room for a single smile
in the corners of my mouth
maybe this is the last time I see you around
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in the concrete jungle of Emerald City
next to the bench of an outcast king
amongst rumours and quarrels
I'm coming back to find my peace again
in the same old bed
Brickleberry's on TV in the background
I've decided to watch you sleep instead
so how are we now?
I can't answer just gaze you lamely
we are waiting for each other
to put down the swords and shield
you don't trust you I don't trust me
but we once trusted in each other
though we share the same thoughts and feelings
we share the same doubts too
so as we don't speak
but wait for one another to do so
eternal silence and awkward hugs
that's what we still do
when you chase it it's nowhere around
when you quit the game somehow it's instantly found
but when it's perfect life will take it away
and you're back at the start so lay your bets and play again
I know it's a cliche but only time can heal the pain
everything else is quite in vain
I keep focusing on the lesson I've learnt
but guess what? my stomach still aches and my eyes are still burnt
bracelets and photographs
bad poems and more
all your memories are thrown out the window
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9. |
Bloom
01:28
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are we just having fun or it's something more?
the pavement's glittering after rain, as the sky became clear
and while we are walking 'round in the empty town
and everything's filled with colours
I'm trying to catch a glimpse of your sleepy brown eyes
there was a huge party at the local punk club
we talked about books after our show
the only beerchat I'll ever adore
"do you prefer Salinger or Vonnegut?"
it's weird - the sky is gray the same way as it was yesterday
I was so angry and desperate
but now as the world is becoming dull again
I've got no fear of this throwback
cause it's another kind of gray
though the shade's the same
and suddenly the whole universe seems to be reorganised
based on the same molecules but all of them's reallanged
what has changed?
is it a whole new story of just a short episode?
for one of us it obviously seems a lot more
but which one's me?
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Zyklonfilter Veszprém, Hungary
pop punk / emo band from Hungary.
Bazsa - drums, ex cod2 hero
Danika - bass, vox, körömcsipesz
Mozsi - guitar, bunnycoin billionaire
Tomi - guitar, vox
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