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Come to me
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COME TO ME.Come on to me, come on to me.It’s hard to see, it’s hard to see.It’s over me, it’s over me.It’s over you, it's over you. Come on to me, come on to me. It’s hard to see, it's hard to see. Come on to me, come on to me. It's over me, it’s over you. Come on to me, come on to me.
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Did you ask for this?
04:11
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DID YOU ASK FOR THIS? You're hiding for days you don't see the sun. Being a shadow of all that is gone. It's shock and awe to own what it's dying. A price on goods that no one is buying. You're hiding for the sake of not being alone. Maybe you're a fool but you're not the only one. My question goes to the man of the future. He strikes for the earth, the air and the water. Heeeey did you ask for this? Did you ask for this? Did you ask for this? Did you ask for this? Please give the man a chance. Help out by giving a glance.
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MEDICATION. Medication or delusion. Medication or the local grow. Add a layer, a solution. A probation, now your days gone old. Indications, blood arrangement. Lack of vision, maybe something's wrong. All the lawyers made a sitcom. Day to day scam. An illusion show. Medication expectation. Probably all they say. Medication adaptation. There's a huge pain aaaall over you. Medication, expectation, something odd they say. Medication adaptation.‘Round ‘n ‘within me. Medication expectation. Something odd they say. Medication adaptation. Warning of an ache over you.
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Free
04:34
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FREE. A miracle, It’s a miracle we need. I still recall another kind of real. Let it come closer, knock on the door. Imagine the feeling, Freeeee. An animal, is how we feel for real. Isn’t it uneasy, stuck in that trap. Picture the feeling of running Freeeee. You can’t find a way out, with kicks and shouts, (they) will only wear you down. Call it a day, (hey) tomorrow’s here to stay. Free Free Free Free.
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Again
04:19
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AGAIN.We pack everything. Cause we've got to go. Well, In search of gold. Or are we gonna fall again? Just like in salad days. I'll ask everything. Again again. And here I’m on the go. I leave everything. Find a family. Find friends everywhere. And I stand alone. Speak another language. Sing another song. A newborn wobbly psalm. Find a family. To pack everything. Again.
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YOU’RE MAKING EVERYTHING (FEEL LIKE A FAIL). A dedicated self. To bury all your guts. To borrow the whole room. The shadow of your soul. Outstanding goals. Unreasonable roles. You are like an ocean. (That) never found no shore. Odd times come. Odd times come. Never letting go. Can’t ever let it go. You’re making everything feel like a fail. You’re making everything feel like a fail. You’re making everything feel like a fail. You’re making everything feel like a fail. Everything and anything. You maintain this ugly feel. Bug your friends and family. Try your best to live with me.
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Tonight
04:29
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TONIGHT. I wanna go to south America. I wanna see the great green. I want to smell wild heat. Funny furs, red apple animals. I wanna go to south America. Before its vanished I wanna leave tonight. I wanna go to Australia. I want to breathe the air’s dust. Tequila and a band in my chest. I wanna go... I want to leave tonight. I wanna go in my lifetime. If only for a break, if only for a thrill. I wanna go... before it has lost its way. Tonight, tonight, tonight.
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Rüdiger Bera, Spain
A discrete but essential actor of the Basque indie scene when playing drums for bands such as Willis Drummond, Joseba Irazoki and Petit Fantôme, Felix Buff also explores songwriting territories on his own under the moniker Rüdiger.
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