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Today I'm not here I don't want to talk
Today I'm not here I don't want to scream
Today I'm not here I don't want to scream
Today I'm not here
Further the border of imagination
Often and willingly I go (there) with ardour
I'll hide (myself) faraway without making a noise
I will dance alone getting drunk with wine
Don't annoy me again with your senseless speeches
Don't annoy me again with your senseless speeches
Further the border of imagination
I want to remain lonely seat apart
Today I'm not here I don't want to talk
Today I'm not here I don't want to scream
Today I'm not here I don't want to scream
Today I'm not here
Further the border of imagination
Often and willingly I go (there) with ardour
I'll hide (myself) faraway without making a noise
I will dance alone getting drunk with wine
Today I'm not here
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I remain there looking at my paper sky
The chaos sweep me away this is all I want
Run-up towards the dark searching for my destiny
Run-up towards the dark still on a thread
Run-up towards the dark searching for my destiny
I destroy the illusion
My glassy room weigh down my thoughts
Baring the way of my return
I receive impatient
My dancing star
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I have been travelling for six hours on a tinfoil train
Toward(s) plastic landscapes that my cheerfulness explores
Run bastard that my mind flies
I want to arrive at the end of that avenue
Towers in the desert burn in the sky
Lost skies without border
We will laugh again at our false errors
We will laugh again
We will laugh again at our false errors
I have been travelling for six hours on a tinfoil train
Towards plastic landscapes that my cheerfulness explores
Run bastard that my mind flies
I want to arrive at the end of that avenue
Towers in the desert burn in the sky
Lost skies without border
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Not even a gesture nor a word remain to me
While I hold tight my pain in my hand
What I am means nothing more
Because I lost any direction by now
I refuse the system I don't want to adapt myself
I refuse the system
Remain in yourself so you'll be great
Remain in yourself so you'll be great
Beyond every logic beyond the moral standards
You'll live forever free
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I look again at my needs crushed with violence I want to live free
But I look at my wrists marked of pain clutched by chain
I look again at my needs crushed with violence I want to live free
We will always pay our condemnation
We will always pay in the name of power
We will always pay
I look again at my needs crushed with violence I want to live free
But I look at my wrists marked of pain clutched by chain
We will always pay our condemnation
We will always pay in the name of power
The human wickedness will annihilate my efforts
For a better way
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I can't stay still sure of getting wrong
Withdrawn in myself without ever risk
Through the mirror I'll look myself more inside
I'll find again the action the courage to react
We will be as always simple unique
We will be as always simple unique
We will be as always simple unique
We will be as always
Till the end further ourselves
Till the end
We will dirty the wall laughing as madman
We will dirty the wall laughing as madman
Conscious of our precarious situation
Perhaps it is too late
I can't stay still
I'll find again the action the courage to react
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Hysterical contempt has used me up
Devouring minds will still destroy
Hysterical contempt has used me up
Devouring minds will still destroy
With stones in my hand and eyes full of tears
With stones in my hand and eyes full of tears
With stones in my hand and eyes full of tears
With stones in my hand and eyes full of tears
I lost everything nothing remains to me
Only a word to tell you my rage
Screaming my contempt to you
Hysterical contempt
Hysterical contempt
Hysterical contempt
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Silvia looks you in the eyes
She looks in the eyes and doesn't speak
Enclose her world in a sheet of paper
Silvia walk fast in the street
And maybe nobody will ever understand her
And maybe nobody will ever understand her
Wait another day to die
Wait another day to die
Silvia was a game for whoever looked for her
She danced in silence in her bedroom
Silvia hated the world in which she lived
And maybe nobody will ever help her
Wait another day to die
Wait another day to die
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Hate the State hate your life
Hate the State hate your life
Hate the State hate your life
Try to understand instead of rotting
Hate the State hate your life
Hate the State hate your life
Try to understand instead of rotting
Try to understand instead of rotting
Nothing more matters to me
Empty spaces !!!!
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I can no more speak speak speak
Speak to you that you sleep then you return and come back again
And despairing the mind feel
This cruel action and then the destiny dies
Return on mind again the image of a violent and ruthless action
Return on mind once more the image of the colour of the sound of blood
Return on mind again the image of a violent and ruthless action
This cruel action and then the destiny dies
This cruel action
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