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Inner Sweets
03:20
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The world is empty
I’m gaining weight and drinking wine
It’s all about distance now
Quarantine on valentine
The kids will grow up like this
And we fail to maintain our youth
What was it that we’re waiting for
While we get lost so short of truth?
I’m tired of hedonic pleasure
Gimme something new and special
Happiness is an empty goal
Happiness is Netflix for the soul
I’m here for the inner sweets
I’m here for the inner sweets
I’m here for the higher deeds
Oh come on, it’s all I need to get along
It’s Tuesday or Monday,
We don’t care what is true
We’re so tired of waiting
And still that’s all we do
I’m here for the inner sweets
I’m here for the inner sweets
I’m here for intellectual tweets
Ah come on let’s dance away our social needs
I’m here for the inner sweets
Just here for the bitter seeds
I’m here for the thinner beats
Oh come on, it’s all I need to get along
(2021)
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I scheduled a zoom call with the devil
I said Devil, where have you been,
You must be out of business, the world’s doing fine
Since everyone’s in quarantine
He said he was getting weak
But now he’s into fitness
He’s stronger than he’s ever been
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
And all my rivers fill with blood
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
And I’m feeling pretty hot
I see angels on treadmills that slowly die of boredom
And I tell you man that this is actually real
I’m doing deadlifts at the dead end of the metaverse
And my barbell is the axis of evil
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
And 42 pull downs
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
Far more than anyone around
I’m tired of pretending that it’s gonna be alright
Says the man in black to the devil when they meet at night
I’m tired of it as well, but I’m tired of the fact
Says the devil to the man in black
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
And the world’s my kettlebell
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
And my muscles burn as hell
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Says the man in black to himself
What doesn’t make you stronger will kill you in the end
Says the devil to the men
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
Before I’m getting older
I’m doing 666 suicide squats
With the world on my shoulders
(2022)
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Chameleon Eyes
05:35
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You conquered my weak body
With the warmest flesh and the softest skin.
You covered my face
Opened your world, took me in
But I would rather distrust you
One of the marks on your forehead means pain
And an inch below that
You hide a sudden look of disdain
There’s a swampland of honey
So deep in your eyes
I must confess that I fear the demons
That might surprisingly rise
But nothing that is certain
And nothing that is real
Is so easily changed
As your view of me
Chameleon eyes will shine on the things you see
The changing light will change the way you look at me
Chameleon eyes will shine only for me
I will watch the change in your eyes, and then I'll run away
Now, I inquired and found out
That my pessimism isn’t naïve
Bad luck may be so random
Random things may even happen steadily
And if I don’t believe in these things
And everything is as it should be
My bad luck wouldn’t be random at all
So much the worse for me…
Chameleon eyes will shine right on me
So please close your eyes for a while - feign purity
Chameleon eyes will shine only for me
Ignore my wasted wisdom, be blind to what I see
(1998)
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A sleeping bodies’ love’s died, now we sort out the remains
Companions of the past, now hostages bound with chains
Some waiting for execution, some for an exchange
We were used to everything, now everything is strange
With a reason, an appointment and a goal
With a plastic bag of memories and woe
We can boldly meet again
And complete the open end
Come alone
No tricks and no traps, darling
I’ll carry your heart in my pocket
Carry my head in your hands
This picture, so familiar, now a foreign element
This note was just a note, now it’s written by your hand
This book, never so important, now a witness in a trial
A few hairs and one eyelash, kept in a special file
With a reason, an appointment and a goal
With a plastic bag of memories and woe
We can boldly meet again
And complete the open end
Come alone
No tricks and no traps, darling
I’ll carry your heart in my pocket
Carry my head in your hands
I assure you, there’s nothing more
I have my things back, and you have yours
No more reasons to meet again
This is the the end, for sure,
But OOOOHH I don’t know.
What if I buy your favorite rose
And call the girl to whom it belongs?
Come alone
No tricks and no traps, darling
I’ll bring the rose in my pocket
Carry my head in your hands
Come alone
No tricks and no traps, my darling
I’ll bring the rose in my pocket
Carry my heart in your hands
When we bravely meet again
To complete the open end
(2003)
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Sunday Afternoon 2023
03:47
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We are always going somewhere
Busy queen and busy king
With garbage bags and diapers,
And other handy things.
Who buys what and who is where
With kids and dogs at time and place
I really can’t remember
How we once started this race
So I feel a little overwhelmingly confused
When your coded signals hesitantly infuse my dreams of you
You and I
Together all the time
It’s always Sunday afternoon…
I follow you, my darling
On lonely trails through parenthood
I stare at your jeans
Ignoring your mood
You pull the kids, I pull the dogs
We’re chained together for some time
But your heart trembles softly
For it still belongs to mine....
So I feel a little overwhelmingly confused
When your coded signals hesitantly infuse my dreams of you
You and I
Together all the time
It’s always Sunday afternoon…
(2018)
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They promised me a brother
But they never brought him home
Today it's 40 years of waiting
Happy birthday
Belated
You were the shadow in our smile
You were the cloud over our little house
You were the tears in our pillows
That no one talked about
(2013)
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Hungry Girl
04:23
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My hungry girl,
I see you playing in the street, alone
With a few coins and sticks and stones
With your eyes so empty
With your eyes so wide
With your hunger deep inside
And a half-frozen smile
Feeding you would take a while
But I would do it anytime
My hungry girl,
You crawl like a cat over my defence
You lay your head into my hands
Where hunger ends and lust begins
You bite me gently, and a bit to rough
Where lust begins and hunger ends
That will hardly be enough
I can’t help but feed you with love
It doesn’t matter who feeds whom
The one who eats out of your hand could feed you
I may eat your hunger when you eat my love
You might have guessed it, but I had no clue
That I’m hungry too
My hungry girl,
Where do you belong?
Without knowing you I would have guessed
That you need a home to be so strong
You tell me you take candy from strangers alone
But most of the strangers bring candy from home
Some cats belong nowhere
Some cats belong home
I can’t help but feed you
With candy from home
That I've been saving for the years to come
When I'll be the hungry one
(2009)
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The sky is empty
All snow has fallen down
Let’s move slowly
Through that little white town
Which we built together
With carefully carved assertions
With main streets for official statements
And hidden rooms for other versions
We’re old enough to know
The risks of those crimes
I swear, we didn’t do anything
We were just spending time
But attraction, nonetheless
Fell down like snow on our skin
And it got in, crawling all the way
To where those things are happening
Oh how I miss you
Since all snow has fallen down
Oh how I miss you
Since all snow has fallen down
Oh how I miss you
Since all snow has fallen down
And nobody moves around
In that town where our
Hearts stand still
Because the one that moves first
Will be killed
I’m so filled with you, my blood is vibrating
Gonna lock myself in those veins
Gonna write your name in blood on every inch of that wall
Gonna open the windows and let the snow cover it all
Gonna wash your name from that wall
Gonna wait till I’m empty from you
And your tracks, just like the foot prints of some smaller birds
Are covered with snow too
Oh how I miss you…
In that town where our
Hearts stand still
And the one that moves first
Will be killed
(2015)
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