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lose my direction
you’re laughing.
the only perfection
it ends here.

cherry glow blinds me.
saying slow
i’m here.
as time goes by we feel
we will

Compromising by modern existence is the death of decency.
Virtue of humility is the key to prosperity.
Maturing is just one of directions to the path

On a Christmas Sunday noon
I was already in the bus
I was the only passenger
The few people passing were not
Going to my direction
Others needed

find
Keeps turning and twisting in everyone's mind

One day the sun came up
And filled you with direction
You needed no protection
It swallowed you all

RAIN I WAS ON MY OWN AGAIN                                                                                         LOVE CANT SUCCEED TIMES ENDLESS PLIGHT

visions of future into smithereens

Let me 
Redeem
At least one piece of reality

Obsessive by default
Violating my cause
Boundaries like stone walls

Oh that celebrity obsession, American infatuation
Our one and only prepossession, another overnight sensation
Oh that no talent soft-porn actress, by

An idea of dread that democracy's dead
Floods their heads in a cesspit of waste
Could common sense prevail today?
But I still cling to what hope can

emaciated
Inside; you will finally be emancipated
From living as a shadow restricted by shame
Yearning to be one with the fake divine
A corrupted mind with no

I've lived here all my life
No question where I belong
Despite what the angels say, this hell will be my home
Cause we work all the time
And, we play

people
When me work
Them pray for me

Oh God
Protect me
Inna the journey
Me friends and me family
Them a the main people
When me work
Them pray for me by

(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row)
(Row, row, row, row)

The ships await us by the Birka quay
All prepared with sixty oars
They will carry us

Did the water change direction
Did the water sell your soul
Did you silence all your secrets
Did you just become the noise
Unchecked like the rest

of dirt and grime markin the Talley
Terror and cartilage left by the vultures
Niggas spit that dumb shit and claim it's for the culture
Picasso don I

is near, guiding us in new directions
As the feeling grows, we're hoping we can see forever
Can we see, eternity?

We live our lives one instant

Feeling like an empty sorrow

Conscious calls the painful souls (she's being guided)

With no directions run away (the sickle raised by the death)

Beautiful morning
For us the sunrise
End of the season
And the world goes by
And off we go
No direction
No reason at all
Where ever I end up

My rational mind
Tells me this is all there is
But the magical side
Says that you have more to give

Imagine a world 
Where the beat goes one by one

AFRAID OF LOSING DIRECTION 
WE SOMETIMES ACT BEFORE THINKING 
CONSEQUENCES OF OUR ACTIONS 
COULD FIRE BACK 
FRAGMENTS OF OUR PAST CHOICES TOO 
 
QUESTIONS

outranked
By these Cold War survivors thriving in the trenches
You online flexing but never slide in my direction

Light it up with me
Let us show the stars we´re burning
Let us show this world is turning
Into our new direction
Tear it down with me
Let us show

skrupulatnie trą o każdy schodek
ATM direction no i wypełniany schowek
Brudny dzień, wymięty jak gotówka
Liczę szczęście dziś starannie w szaroburych główkach

[Verse]
I woke up this morning with nothing on my mind
No worries, no cares, just feelings undefined
I'm floating through the day, just lettin' time

Signs of the times
The marketplace of paradigms
Old tradition, intuition
The newest brands of false religion
Voices calling in every direction