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in the basement of a big building all the kittens
without an owner organized a meeting
to clarify the situation, i forgot how goes on...
now someone could say i stopped to believe in good moments
no need to claim tornadoes to pacify and clean
i´d call it addiction for having no rest
why do you drown so hard? why the earth must tremble?
to poison the growing grass?
to be sincere i´d rather hold my breath for good
than listening over and over to creaking regrets
if dreams are made of dust and dust is made of dead skin
then we rest on our own scraps
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bye bye dear mountains and preachers
i gotta fill the box with empty space
without those trees as limit of your sight
you´d see your back if the world was round
long ago i was dancing for few coins
i was the lonely monster in crooked cages
all the way down to lake apathy
my most sensational point of view
it seems so frail
like a temporary idol
a stack of false stones glued with nightmares and a drop of her perfume
you were supposed to build a hut out there...
we are looking for new drivers, since memories have failed
a cure for all the pictures yellowed
imaginary structures for pulling backward
won´t help at all, won´t heal for sure
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Opiliones - No magic
03:06
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Opiliones - S.T.O.A.
02:16
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Frana Milan, Italy
Frana is self-medication for bored angst riders.
Noisy post-punk with multiple meanings, multiple feelings.
You can reach us at:
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