Empty bottles

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_E8a-6v2Nr8 

LYRICS:

brought up so twisted and confused
raised by disney and drug abuse
always knew I shouldn’t be under this roof
sixteen started digging out the blunt truth

I found that as we grow old  
some hearts turn cold and the milk gets sour
'cause we were never told 
we can unfold our soul within our own power

so put your values in some more than a piece of paper
it’s done us nothing other than ruin our mother nature
like building big cities filling them with skyscrapers
now suddenly ten thousand people are your nearest neighbor

way overpopulated growing like a cancer
why religion is the number one war enhancer
we’re at the point of no return seems to be no lesson learned
but possibly we’ll soon be more than just a deep concern

let's rise as a whole beyond our dreams
we are all born captains and queens
it’s our right to let go disarm release 
our devotion 's blocking our peace

there’s no wonder we feel victimized, as we’re
caught up in this prison of killers and cries
fully aware that silence speaks louder than words does
don’t be scared to stop the evilness of this world 'cause

the root of life is simply based on energy 
as you awaken then you can choose your own frequency
some people more obsessed with lame events, money and trends
have to say to them now with all respect we can’t be friends

the same same but different in what we contain
playing in our own individual video game
'bout time we learn to be critical of our source of proof
let it burn to you’ve hit the blunt truth

just like ripples in a pond
it’s time for us to flow on x3

let’s rise as a whole beyond our dreams
we are all born captains and queens

it’s our right to let go disarm release 
our devotion's blocking our peace

just like ripples in a pond
it’s time for us to flow on x2

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Blunt truth

Thanks to - 
Mimmi Tamba & Heidi Fumilayo (choir)
Ingrid Frivold (trumpet)
Morgan Nicolaysen/Propeller mastering (mix/mastering)

Lyrics:



the time of year bells ringin' instead of birds singin'
the word «giving» ’s concerning the minimum wage livin' 
consumed by a spirit killing deception 
blowing billions and so they wanna make us choose 
from their collection

the holidays; more like a shopaholic phase 
converting our acts of kindness into toxic waste

but with religion as a weapon 
they’ll beckon you to come
their lights will shine so bright enticing everyone

but when the   paper ’s gone
richness lasting us all year long

keep thriving up the tree of gold
you'll find it as your soul exceeds the
everlasting hunger for more 

why is our love so seasonal 
beneath the cold the creek flows easy
aligning with the stars we've once roamed 
and though time was formed

so now that your bible’s a catalog 
a capitalistic drug your minds fogged
just buttered up in those jolly sights
yet groggy nights bites the less fortunate types
a typical violation of our so called 'human rights' 

of course severe starvation hits the nations 
in a world where greed over need is served
shouldn't we by now have learned? 

but with position as a weapon 
they’ll beckon you to come
their lights will blind your sight igniting everyone

but when the caper ’s gone
richness lasting us all year long

keep thriving up the tree of gold
you'll find it as your soul exceeds the
everlasting hunger for more 

why is our love so seasonal 
beneath the cold the creek flows easy
alining with the stars we've once roamed 
and though time was formed

Tree of gold

Lyrics

as i wake up man i know i’ve had enough cause i
feel like i’m slaughter, no water, just bottled cold 
and my mouth is completely dry
look out the window staring kinda cross eyed
still i thought i saw a blue sky

well guess it’s time to get fried shoes on I’m heading out
although it’s banging i’m planning to hit this turnabout
making it count but the hour ’s on delay i’m like 
guess thats what you get for giving this play to yesterday

but i’m not hard to seize
the sun is kicking and the birds are singing in the trees
while i stay grounded chilling looking Japanese
feeling the empty spaces of last night

quite like empty traces of past lives uncommonly pleasant
so we keep demolishing our commonly senses 
the consequences hits hard
here comes the technicolored yawn

with empty bottles hanging over me
collecting dust from cloudy memories
blundered in haze with a bitter soft embrace 

just empty bottles hanging over me
the taste of late consuming residue
crumbled in daze with the bitter soft clichés

the walk of shameless 
cause i’m the only one to blame for this
oh and of course the guys who payed for shit 
that didn’t care to get none we were just dancing and having fun 
feeling young and wild

i guess we reconciled ourselves 
with some help of solving problems from the top shelf
so on my way down wearing my invisible crown 
i find myself perfectly sound

perfectly sound coming down like a melody
steady strong still writing our songs
our songs

with empty bottles hanging over me
collecting dust from cloudy memories
blundered in haze with a bitter soft embrace 

just empty bottles hanging over me
the taste of late consuming residue
crumbled in daze with the bitter soft clichés

Empty bottles

Marianne Sørum