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NOIS CLONA OS CARTÃO VS PROFISSIONAL NO BQT - MC MT & MC MENO BRAGA( DJ MERLIN & DJ BN)

NATTAN , DAVI KNEIP E MC GW - MTG DADINHO.mp3

SAX PROIBIDO EM EQUIPE KKKKK DJ LEO DA TURQUIA

Electric Safari

I expect nothing anymore
I'm rarely disappointed
And sometimes even surprised
I take things as they come these days
They're coming whether
I'm ready or not...

I'm not smart enough for so many people
To be dumber than me
But we're all just doing our best

The sky and ocean share the same colors today
There is no horizon to be seen
I already know what I need to do
But it's nice to hear it from someone else

I'm not smart enough for so many people
To be dumber than me
But we're all just doing our best


No Horizon

What scares me most is contemplating the things that scare me
I'm anxious about my anxiety
The personals today seem impersonal to me
Being ignored is a hard burden to bear

Deep breaths that feel half-full
It's hard to drink from an empty cup

We're broke --- and broken

Happiness is beyond my budget
Inheritance is looking more like ashes everyday
A generation afraid to answer the phone
Or a knock at the door

Deep breaths that feel half-full
It's hard to drink from an empty cup

We're broke --- and broken

Empty Cup

Some days I can't recall
If I just said what I was thinking
Some days I can't tell where my body ends
and the outside universe begins

When it's gray I always think it's cold outside
I'm always surprised when it's not
Things are just beyond my fingertips
No amount of stretching gets me what I want

Some days I can't be called
By methods, tested and true
Some days I can't tell where I begin and end
Some days not connected to anything at all...

When it's gray I always think it's cold outside
I'm always surprised when it's not
Things are just beyond my fingertips
No amount of stretching gets me what I want

Some Days

Nothing's perfect
Things are rarely personal
Nothing is permanent

Where does a thought go
Once it's passed 
through your head?
A silence bruised by friction
Of any moving parts

Never make permanent decisions
Out of temporary emotions

I can do anything
But I can't do everything
Please don't feed this animal inside
Will I be tortured for information
I don't have?

In relationships
I've begun to be certain
I'm the crazy one
At work 
I've been equally certain
To be the lazy one

I can do anything
But I can't do everything
Please don't feed this animal inside
Will I be tortured for information
I don't have?

Anything/Everything

I woke one day
To find I was still dreaming
Living without shame
Those days I can't remember my name...

Can't rule out the possibility
That I've died, and am now being punished
For the sins I have committed

Lately my world keeps getting smaller
Shrinking to fit what I can do
no halls to wander, walls encase me
floors and ceilings closing in

Seeing without knowing, feeling without growing
If there'd been animals at the watering hole
They'd have looked up suddenly this morning

The laws of nature repealed 
Like a slow-motion train wreck, 
can't turn away
Knowing the ending before we begin
But powerless to change the lane...

I'm often startled by the contrast
Between history and belief
Ignorance and knowledge
Both passed on to future generations
It's never clear which is which
Until the lens of time is applied


Crusaders and Provocateurs

Blunt Objects

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