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My image distorted à la carte,
The version of me that suits you the best.
Bare face, all tests passed.
What you see is what you get.
Even so, you won't see me coming.
Though we speak the same language,
Earned my own place,
You keep on taking advantage
Of my self-imposed steeplechase
And refusing to see beyond your nose.
I'm not taking responsibility for what you think I am.
Eventually it will blow up in you face.
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Hollow (demo)
04:39
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I buried you
Deep enough, at sea.
Hollow and cold
The black hole left me,
With full hands
And nowhere to spill.
Wandering uneasy,
Bruised my ribs.
But then you come and light the room
Revealing everything we could have stored.
And when you're gone again
My hole is deeper than before.
Just an itching,
Unremoved slight stain.
Out of my reach,
Eased the pain.
A memory of an ideal,
A drawing badly erased.
All my leftovers
Blocking the way.
Ringing in my ears
Hushing siren songs.
You'll always be here
But I'm moving along.
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Gag (demo)
03:29
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I'm disappearing
Behind the gag.
Swallowing words
As sawdust.
Concealed emotions,
Lost the trust.
Life simulator,
Lost the track.
Behind the curtain
Eyes wide open.
Tunnel vision,
Ignore other notions.
Hide behind the mask,
Leave it unspoken.
I'm disappearing,
My core's been stolen.
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Work, Consume (demo)
04:21
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I don't recognize people anymore.
Closed all roads, shut the doors.
Living in single capsules,
Social interaction already cancelled.
Push the button: work, consume.
We're grounded,
Stored until we're restored.
Be immaculate,
Shallow, neat and narrow.
Grit your teeth, forced smile.
Collyrium for unblinking eyes.
Fear the near, report your peers.
To purify your thoughts makes you free.
Follow the herd: work consume.
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The Box (demo)
02:54
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I haven't seen the sun
For a long long time.
My brain bouncing against
Every side of the box.
I can't stand on my own feet,
Somersaults inside my mind.
I feel useless and paralyzed,
Unable to find the lock.
Kick the box, let air in.
Kick the box, let sunshine in.
Kick the box, let toxic out.
Kick the box, let myself out.
Chills and faints and dizzy head.
What is that suffocates me
When I don't even lose my breath?
An invisible threat
Ties me from head to toe.
I can't cut the strings,
Vanished is my strength.
My thoughts are pouring themselves
And there's no drain below.
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The Hardest (demo)
02:39
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I want to escape
From my own mess,
Grab what I love the most
And set the rest on fire,
Start anew
Without any burden.
The heaviest of the weights.
The thickest layers.
The deepest wound.
The hardest.
Cut my hair short,
Wind and fresh water,
But my feet are lead.
Never is enough,
No matter how much
I get rid of myself.
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Be Up To You (demo)
05:16
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I'm not used to:
The kindest actions,
The purest,
Just because they pour from their hearts.
This opens a new me,
With offbeat reactions.
How to manage?
Did I deserve this from the start?
Betrayed and neglected,
I question every word,
But facts always win.
I feel ashamed: you're inoffensive.
I know you're aware:
An injured wild bird,
Too sensitive.
A selfish guy on the defensive.
I'll try my best to be up to all your gifts,
All these rays of light cracking the thickest shell.
I'll unlock that basement door as soon as I'm ready
To open my chest to this overwhelming swell.
I'm not used to:
Someone truly listening,
Someone truly caring,
Someone loving the mess out of me.
I'll be up to all of it,
I'll keep healing,
I'll open myself up.
I'll be the person all of you see within.
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Truth Is A Weapon (demo)
03:29
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Truth is a weapon that backfires.
They're the only ones who can point a gun at us.
The bullets are flying over our heads.
They say: "We're the law, so in us you're gonna trust."
Thoughts are tumours in our conscience.
We're against everything we don't take for granted.
We are our own worst enemies,
Trying to uproot all lies implanted.
Don't you ever shut your mouth,
Truth is power.
Don't let them tie your hands,
Creation is power.
Truth is a weapon and we're gonna use it
Until its bullets slice the membrane.
Their distortion is thick and sound,
But we all know it's only a shade.
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Grow, Hair, Grow! (demo)
04:41
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Grow, hair, grow!
Braids around my neck.
Strangle me
With all these threads.
Grow, hair, grow!
Like knotty roots
Intertwined with my feet;
I'm soil's food.
Grow, hair, grow!
Tie all my limbs.
I'm a cocoon,
Wrapped all my skin.
Grow, hair, grow!
Inside my mouth
There's a tangled up bun.
Now I can't shout.
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Cocoon Hum Barcelona, Spain
Reencontrarme con esas cápsulas del tiempo, esas libretas en las que había estado escribiendo letras de canciones desde los dieciocho años, fue lo que hizo que recuperase un viejo sueño que veía inalcanzable y lo convirtiera al fin en una realidad: hacer mis propias canciones, porque aunque por un tiempo hubiera dejado de escribir yo nunca he dejado de tararear. ... more
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