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Newton's Three Laws
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I’m dead inside
Resurrected from the womb
I’m wearing mask in my tomb
Let’s go, diamond, crazy ride
Alarm!
So many ways to feel less dead inside
Tuesday
It’s a new day
Father-priest, cleanse me from sin
How you suppose to break routine
Empty this glass along with me
I don’t wanna be undone
Drink is cold
Feels so warm
People wait
Show your defect
I’m dead inside
Resurrected from the womb
I’m wearing mask in my tomb
Let’s go, diamond, crazy ride
Alarm!
So many ways to feel less dead inside
Skin me live
Gnaw the bones
It seems that our vice
Freedom bores
Sunday
It’s the last day
Dismantle state, make up your mind
Expect judges being not so kind
Listen close, my favourite song
I don’t wanna be brainwashed
Tie is tight
Need some air
People wait
Show your defect
I’m dead inside
Resurrected from the womb
I’m wearing mask in my tomb
Let’s go, diamond, crazy ride
Alarm!
So many ways to feel less dead inside
I’m dead inside
Resurrected from the womb
I’m wearing mask in my tomb
Let’s go, diamond, crazy ride
Alarm!
So many ways to feel less dead inside
Selfie
Mirror-mirror
Tell me how do you feel
Silver cracked
Reflecting on the memories
Keep them
Her happiness, his ugliness
Their affinity, my reality
My love is lost
But I won’t pretend
We’ll make up the most
It is the end
On your mark, get set and go
Paint an image you would like
A selfie
Mirror-mirror
Tell me how do you feel
Silver cracked
Correcting all the flaws
Hide them
Her stubbornness, his timidness
Our jealousy, my celibacy
With wide-open eyes
These faces are gone
I’ll melt down the ice
So we come undone
On your mark, get set and go
Paint an image you would like
A selfie
Not a single smile
No sign of the light
My thoughts are vile
Under the veil of night
On your mark, get set and go
Paint an image you would like
A selfie
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