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Eternal Slumber Party
02:41
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Madu - Eternal Slumber Party:
Everything else fades
You stay the same, you stay the same
Unable to change
Something flickers in the dark
It’s not light, it’s something else
It’s something else
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Remote CTRL
03:03
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Madu - Remote CTRL:
Something in the night tells you to levitate and you do
The surreal lights banish you
Another you is born inside
Every time you close your eyes
And you wonder who is at fault
When you can’t ctrl (ctrl) who you are
And you can’t ctrl who you are
But you still got the night and the night got you, boy
And your dashing smile is the place
Where all the joy comes to die
Flick it, flick it, forever reigns the night
Flick it, flick it, forever waving goodbye
The night got you, boy
Yeah you wonder who is at fault
When you can’t ctrl (ctrl) who you are
And you wonder who you are
But you still got the night and the night knows your name, boy
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Plastic Bag
03:41
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Madu - Plastic Bag:
We are fucked up on fumes again
In the haze, afraid to inhale
Now point a finger to lead the way
While another one ignores the blame
Not naming any names
Oh shit, can’t erase the doctrine
Take it in plastic, show the world who owns it
Kindness and care when you destroy it
Make a wish, sell the kids
To you there is no last straw
Manufacture things as they fall apart
Does it matter which one you choose to draw?
Thinking you’re entitled to have it all
And then some more
I am so sick of holding my breath
Waiting for things to either change or obliterate
Do you remember what was the truth?
Another lie is labeled as proof
A brand new continent awaits
In plastic bags
Surface is the only substance you’ll ever have
In plastic bags
Life is a nuisance and a never-ending drag
And nothing more
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Necromancer
03:57
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Madu - Necromancer:
The shaman writes a prescription
Meet the temp at the pharmacy
The pills expire at midnight
Cemetery on sight
Wake up ye heretics
Kinda craving for cruelty
Wake up ye heretics
The priest cries blasphemy
In some other reality
You could still love me me me
Always wanting more
For nothing in return
And you could even
Speak with the dead
But you mute the phone
Like no words were left unsaid
The mall’s holding a séance
The consumer graveyard
They got souls on clearance
Black Friday
. . . For nothing in return
And you could even
Speak with the dead
But you mute the phone
”Spaced out” is the way you cope
The dead silent treatment show
The space out treatment show
Do you still love me me me?
All the problems you collect
Never get solved ’cause you wanna brag
You’d complain even to the dead
How life always wears you out
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Madu - Stay out of Crowded Places:
Don’t look up now
Everything you need is set before your feet
That’s what you believe
Now they know you
So you’re to blame when they have nothing to say
They think silence is malign
But music never dies
As long as I can escape, I’ll stay here
As long as I can stand my stranded ground
And this skin, it’s so uncomfortable
It repels me even when we are alone
As long as I can escape
As long as I can escape
I will wear this skin though it smothers me
And repels me even when we are alone
Get some sleep now
Someone sucked the life out of you again
Wondered why’d you left
You’re so clever
So clever under the constant pressure
But they think you are malign
So malign
They figured it out while you were looking for a way out
Your tongue glitches although your mind is sound
But what is there left to say when the words reposition on their own?
Dare I dream in a world of make-believe? My oh my
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