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To fall, to rise again, to be trapped.
Broken bones in this shining machine.
I still remember when I thought that the future
would have been full of flying cars
That future is over. Only present survive.
The stormy sea is a daily constant.
And there’s no respite for the weak stomachs.
So lost in the crowd that I can’t find the time to think.
So lost in the crowd that I can’t find a moment to breath.
Confidence exchanged for gold in this "every man for himself".
I learnt in the years not to apologize.
The taste of what is coming is making me feel good.
My childhood dreams have become silly memories that events have proven wrong.
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As time goes by
02:28
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Still here
City is on standby in the night.
Social life is sleeping waiting for the routine.
While I torment me about my choices without compromise
many thoughts come back to me.
How many calendar pages had fallen as autumn leaves?
Trees have grown.
Crumbling buildings.
There is no certainty tomorrow with no prosperity.
So I’m living day by day until the end of times.
We are between the shadows near the oblivion
Until my legs give out, until there's land to walk on
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Goodbye Cinderella
02:50
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Once again handshake and hugs have faded with time.
Now everything is fleeting, palpable like fog.
We don't know what you think.
Heart’s games hit hard on seemingly strong basis
and everything is going to change day by day
as the identities here in Cagliari
Today everything shines, it looks like diamonds.
It looks like it will be forever.
What will remain tomorrow when midnight will have come?
Goodbye Cinderella!
Another train to take ‘cause your time is gone
Another wave to ride full of your fucking smiles
There is nothing left for you but retrace your steps
now your mirror is falling apart.
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Finisterre
03:44
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All the time spent to believe that we're alone with ourselves, putting on a brave face, is making us feel lost.
We're in the middle of nowhere wherever we drive the sea remember us our emptiness, hopeless.
have you got the strength to cross the limit?
No return for a desperate scream
a bottle is a lonely wish against the faith, between the waves
I found the end of land do you want to stop there?
we're crawling on the sand do you want to stop there?
Stagnant minds of tired believers, stagnant voices of complainers.
Here we are, following that light.
We'll feel no remorse for not having tried.
We'll feel no remorse for not having looked over.
End of land. Do you want to stop there?
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Away from surrender
03:36
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It's time to take something back from our lives.
We spend time writing "it would be nice".
It's time to take something back from our lives.
We spend time looking at other's portraits.
Away from surrender
Boat is off. And we're into it waiting for.
So many words then get lost in the void.
Marking signs on the wall, we're counting the days to come
seeing the dark side of the sky, tonight.
Dresses in black to remind us that life is hard.
Seeing the dark side of the sky.
Building something that we'll throw down all the time.
’Cause someone else has done it before.
’Cause someone else has been alone.
Stories engraved on the wall the blood comes out from my nails.
Seeing the dark side of the sky.
Dresses in black to remind us that life is so hard.
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Lamia
02:00
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Heads rolling down like collapsing empires.
Be careful! Many souls are becoming wolves!
All around bloody eyes.
Bite before being bitten.
Man eats man to be the first.
Sun is burning and we're going to be swallowed.
Sons leave out their fathers' way to follow sirens.
Sinking into their doubts 'cause of the debt with greed.
Children throw off the gift underestimating misery.
No respite.
No glory.
Sky covered by hate.
Wicked scenery of this apocalyptic way.
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Hobson's choice
03:09
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I refused to be that one
To be part of the plan, to live for it.
Being puppets on their hands! What's that?
They think it's right!
I reject your name to be part of your enemies
What if I fight to find myself?
Just to find myself?
This life is a long way. Did you find yours?
Why are you trying to hold me back?
A strong chain made of conformism, a vicious circle that clips my wings.
They carefully look at your steps, they envy what they aren't able to become just to curse you, to wish you the fucking end!
Nothing is more persuasive than your own actions.
Nothing makes them weaker.
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My Own Prison Cagliari, Italy
Hitting stages since 2008, My Own Prison plays fast and furious hardcore songs.
Their music combines elements of both
old and new school hardcore/punk, screaming desperately about society, life and hope.
MY OWN PRISON is
Ame - vocals
Simo - bass & vocals
Ale P. - guitar
Ale B. - drums
Nico - guitar & vocals
... more
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