Smoke overdosed almost the birth; citizens goes,
Citizens crams rushing into street traffic jams,
Fighting the foes all his life long, getting the wounds
Whether he drives or he chooses the underground.
Breathe in the air that we have breathed too many times.
Elbow your way through the crowd, mean and sublime,
Let me get to know you outright scorn.
Follow the city heartbeat just keep digging, rabbit.
Keep on thinking, it's what you really need.
Keep tight hold on your gadget - the major part of your head.
Do you really exist beyond I-net?
You're used to crimes. You don't care whose blood is pouring the stair.
To catch the train you've to tear out the throat.
Stop shouting in my ear! Hey blockheads, do you all here
Ever shut up? I'd like to hear my thoughts.
Rage overdosing. Outside limit? Not even close.
Boiling glop flows overflowing. Rage on the rise
Fogging the eyes. Could it ever be otherwise?
Living in hell, we've to pay not too high a price.
Dreaming of days not unworried, quite stuffed with cash,
Day after day going crazy, crumbling to ash.
So what, I am just one, one of them.
Follow the city heartbeat just keep digging, rabbit.
Keep on thinking, it's what you really need.
Keep tight hold on your mobile - the major part of your style.
Do you really exist beyond profile?
You're used to crimes. You don't care whose blood is pouring the stair.
To catch the train you've to tear out the throat.
Stop shouting in my ear! Hey blockheads, do you all here
Ever shut up? I'd like to hear my thoughts.
Citizens crams rushing into street traffic jams,
Fighting the foes all his life long, getting the wounds
Whether he drives or he chooses the underground.
Breathe in the air that we have breathed too many times.
Elbow your way through the crowd, mean and sublime,
Let me get to know you outright scorn.
Follow the city heartbeat just keep digging, rabbit.
Keep on thinking, it's what you really need.
Keep tight hold on your gadget - the major part of your head.
Do you really exist beyond I-net?
You're used to crimes. You don't care whose blood is pouring the stair.
To catch the train you've to tear out the throat.
Stop shouting in my ear! Hey blockheads, do you all here
Ever shut up? I'd like to hear my thoughts.
Rage overdosing. Outside limit? Not even close.
Boiling glop flows overflowing. Rage on the rise
Fogging the eyes. Could it ever be otherwise?
Living in hell, we've to pay not too high a price.
Dreaming of days not unworried, quite stuffed with cash,
Day after day going crazy, crumbling to ash.
So what, I am just one, one of them.
Follow the city heartbeat just keep digging, rabbit.
Keep on thinking, it's what you really need.
Keep tight hold on your mobile - the major part of your style.
Do you really exist beyond profile?
You're used to crimes. You don't care whose blood is pouring the stair.
To catch the train you've to tear out the throat.
Stop shouting in my ear! Hey blockheads, do you all here
Ever shut up? I'd like to hear my thoughts.
Other albums by the artist
Yellow
2016 · album
Treelogia (The Album as It Is Not)
2011 · album
Moving Crosscurrent of Time
2009 · album
The Wind, The Trees and the Shadows of the Past
2007 · album
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