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Youth is a Fever
03:38
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Growing slowly we're waiting for "that
day", maybe never.
Flipper ball rebounds against the wall,
then into the hole.
Will you do the right things for you?
Always is never; they will forget us too.
Roles that we play keep us from
becoming what we have grown to hate.
Fear of death doesn't play a part in me,
maybe later.
I fear our lives won't pass as a great
event, I beg to differ.
"You, rejoice in thy youth", joy is power
when seeking for your truth.
“I'll be ok” a promise waiting for me
somewhere in the future.
We are the young, we don't belong, we
are so lost,
We are, we are a bomb, we’re living for
today
Always playing someone else's game
And you promised we would have found
our way
We are a generation whose youth is lost
and it will end like a fever you can sweat
out.
They say youth is wasted on the young,
when wisdom is wasted on the old.
Youth is a fever, youth is a fever…
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2. |
Blankets & Crowns
02:57
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Don't you know how it feels?
Don’t you know how it feels?
I wanna feel something real,
'cause I don't know how it feels.
Have you ever woked up in that place?
Have you ever woked up in that place?
Big space in the middle of nowhere.
Underground settlers start to fade,
underground settlers start to fade,
fast pace, they fear catastrophe.
Twin tornados coming down my way,
elevate me up to the sky.
I am the hero for a dream. I lie,
king for a night I close my eyes.
Have you ever fought in the storm centre?
Could you put it down to sleep?
"Settlers, get out. We can make it".
I step down in subconscious underground.
"Get out!”. Settlers emerge from the dark to
suffocate me 'till I die.
Twin tornados came down my way,
I stood my ground not giving in.
I've been the hero for a dream, I lie,
king for a night I open my eyes.
Don't you know how it feels?
Don’t you know how it feels?
I wanna feel something real,
'cause I don't know how it feels.
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3. |
The Beta Wave
02:39
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I am drawing’ up remarks, Now I can
declare the nothing you’ve become.
Five years later I found myself behind your
footsteps,
Fate that seemed to give proves me you
were fake.
Fake your sincerity, sincerity.
Rit.
Nothing I can do or say will affect your
ways against my Beta Waves.
In this brief recollection I understand it all,
where we came from.
An unending process, guiding light into the
unknown you.
The ball of thread was scattered now
rewinds.
Tonight the lightning on the moon is telling
me: “Recollect those memories and make
your way back home.
Yet I think I’ll write a letter for you, hoping
you’ll love it, hoping you’ll love me.
I won’t fake my sincerity, sincerity.
Rit.
Quiet in a soft absence of fear I swear I’ll
rise your lies to the sky.
Have you ever been waiting near the
phone for a call?
In our diverging troubled progress your
innocent face tells me that you’ve never felt
it and probably never will.
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4. |
Into The Rabbit Hole
03:49
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This is a good night to crawl into my soul, last
time I can’t recall at all.
Like a sickness, waiting for a fatal blow I lay
down in bed and dream of a brighter soul.
I hope you enjoy what lurks behind me, Talking
to myself without a lie this is what I find.
Tonight I rise a flag to fill a hole, together we’ll
wait for sleep to come.
In the same bed where memories used to find
me, same old face hides behind enemy lines.
I hope you enjoy what lurks behind me, Talking
to myself without a lie this is what I find.
Rit.
Trapped in a world too complicated, it’s eye for
an eye, it’s blind leading the blind.
When all efforts go misdirected I lay down on
my own and with a grin a write a song.
Up above a little blue cube rolls and it falls on
me, and everything comes clear.
I hope you enjoy what lurks behind me, Talking
to myself without a lie this is what I find.
Rit.
Trapped in a world too complicated, it’s eye for
an eye, it’s blind leading the blind.
When all efforts go misdirected I lay down on
my own and with a grin a write a song.
I wave my flag proud to be myself now,
tomorrow I’ll be the same some people never
change.
Tonight my humor doesn’t come out, I’ve been
waiting for too long. I won’t be forever young.
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Secret
02:44
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This is all I’ve never said and every
time it makes me wonder why am I
still here.
I only think I wanna crack, I’m
begging you give me some help.
Don’t wanna feel this way again.
Torn apart from the world
Rit.
“Here I am don’t want you to feel this
way”.
I cursed my sadness, angel with no
name.
Take your time. See through my
face.
But how should feel aliens, stranded
upon the earth, frightened by the
universe?
But be prepared, three words I’ll say
tonight to make you a part of me.
Now you’re a part of me.
Rit.
I’ve kept this secret to you for far too
long. A cup of cyanide, you swallow
me whole.
Take your time. See through my
face.
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6. |
Sandglass
02:42
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I can hear a call, desperate cries always
louder. Feel the weight it pours down here.
It rains on me.
Sittin’ here all alone I retrace the steps, a
year has gone by. I see myself as a man
with a reason to live for. It is life, it’s my life.
Time please tell me: Will I win my race?
Rit.
A need to face the change in my world,
everything I’ve ever had.
Anxious for answers, while I work out my
brain you pay.
Another love is fading out, and for my
mind’s a blackout. When your heart feels
the greatest things in a moment you stop
breathing.
Through the good and bad you know I was
bond to your soul. In the end I want you to
know these words. These word are clear to
me.
“Turn the sand-glass once again, start at
zero”, here I am. I see myself as a man
with a reason to live for. It is life, it’s my life.
Time please tell me: Will I win my race?
Rit.
A need to face the change, my world,
everything I’ve ever had.
Anxious for answers, while I work out my
brain you pay.
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about
Self-titled EP
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released April 15, 2011
Recorded, produced, mixed and mastered by Francesco Marrone @ The Core Studio, Vigevano (PV)
Artwork by Alberto Benazzi
Recorded, produced, mixed and mastered by Francesco Marrone @ The Core Studio, Vigevano (PV)
Artwork by Alberto Benazzi
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