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Artysta: Oblivion

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I want a world that does not spin, one that lets all the problems in. I fell asleep with the TV on, my dreams got messed up, and that`s not all. I bought a ticket for a quick train, but it never came
, no spacious skies, no waves of grain, but some freak with a two wheel cycle said he`s going far. I took a ride in his sidecar. But I don`t want it, a day that seems like all the rest. Who wants to
get out just to take a break, to make an escape? I don`t want it. I`m disillusioned by the way people do their jobs today. My friends are strange, but they get things done with a razor blade and a pa
ir of gloves. I found a way to break the chain with a new game, felt no pain. Now it`s working, but the frowning face is on the people who inspired me in the first place. `Cos you can`t take it, your
little world soaked in my piss. Who wants to waste their time on hate and rage, to embrace their age? I can`t stand it. Sometimes you`ve got to do it by and for yourself. So in the end, another tren
d sees friends wearing sweaters again. I guess it`s over, and I try to see if can forget them as well as they`ve forgotten me. I bought a ticket for a quick train, but it never came. I gave up hope a
n that campaign. Your little hole with your life in sync, because environment has come and stifled your instinct. But I don`t want it, a day that seems like all the rest. Who wants to get out just to
take a break, to make an escape? But I don`t want it, a day that seems like all the rest. Who wants to get out just to take a break, to make an escape?





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