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| − | Look at the sun, it shines on the wrong days | + | Look at the sun, it shines on the wrong days |
| − | Blasting on plastic, what a waste of rays | + | Blasting on plastic, what a waste of rays |
| − | Wait for the night and maybe then you'll see | + | Wait for the night and maybe then you'll see |
| − | Illusions disappear, the darkness doesn't fuck with me | + | Illusions disappear, the darkness doesn't fuck with me |
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| + | We circle around, on broken glass | ||
| + | It seems like it's hopeless, this piece of trash | ||
| + | The hate, it swims between the air | ||
| + | And for a minute, I am there | ||
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| + | Fall in the dirt, now can you taste the filth? | ||
| + | That's what is all around, are we so blind? | ||
| + | And could you feel the earth and plant a seed? | ||
| + | To do so takes the ridding of the weeds | ||
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| + | We circle around, on broken glass | ||
| + | It seems like it's hopeless, this piece of trash | ||
| + | The hate, it swims between the air | ||
| + | And for a minute, I am there | ||
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| + | It's cutting | ||
| + | It's broken | ||
| + | It's cutting | ||
| + | It's rusty | ||
| + | It's fucking cutting my feet apart and the wounds don't go away | ||
| + | It's cutting | ||
| + | We're all sore | ||
| + | It's fun now | ||
| + | I love it | ||
| + | No, I don't | ||
| + | Bring it back | ||
| + | Bring it back | ||
| + | Evolve! | ||
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| + | We circle around, on broken glass | ||
| + | It seems like it's hopeless, this piece of trash | ||
| + | The hate, it swims between the air | ||
| + | And for a minute, I am there | ||
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Revision as of 19:54, 16 November 2008
- Artist*: Devious
- Title*: The Breaking of the Broken (<a href="http://swamilive.com/music/Devious%20-%20The%20Breaking%20of%20the%20Broken.mp3">Download this song</a>)
- Taken From*: Master 22-02-01
- Lyrics*:
Look at the sun, it shines on the wrong days Blasting on plastic, what a waste of rays Wait for the night and maybe then you'll see Illusions disappear, the darkness doesn't fuck with me We circle around, on broken glass It seems like it's hopeless, this piece of trash The hate, it swims between the air And for a minute, I am there Fall in the dirt, now can you taste the filth? That's what is all around, are we so blind? And could you feel the earth and plant a seed? To do so takes the ridding of the weeds We circle around, on broken glass It seems like it's hopeless, this piece of trash The hate, it swims between the air And for a minute, I am there It's cutting It's broken It's cutting It's rusty It's fucking cutting my feet apart and the wounds don't go away It's cutting We're all sore It's fun now I love it No, I don't Bring it back Bring it back Evolve! We circle around, on broken glass It seems like it's hopeless, this piece of trash The hate, it swims between the air And for a minute, I am there