Club 51 not everyone wants to be free otherwise the trees would still breath a circular validity, cashed-out dignity. i’m certified, dried and hypnotised don’t tell me how to fly you are supposed to expose those who lie it’s a different kind, no words, no rights, only Santas dressed in white fears for those who […]

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Never I want a sample of your thoughts  a pinch of your beats I want to scuba dive inside your tears forget what it meant to be on the steering wheel I want to get sick of your romantic gestures and manipulate your wild nature I want all those things I never wanted

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Flowers in the rubble  they were born in crystal towns glasses inside their eyes, a cellophane heart rampaging  through infatuated streets clinging on to fleeting stories of ghostbusters and tardy glories they were seen petty and uneasy the tune we used to listen to when we were 17 the rock of the masses and the pop […]

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