Name: паліндром - В Комі by Stepan Glava in palindrom
Duration: 2 min 37 s
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дуже хороший альбом! Дякую!

palindrom

V Klitku - PASKUDNYK & Zelinsky

Паліндром - Ідеальний світ

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Паліндром - Радість моя

Придумано в черзі

7. Пластик 2

3. Місто (feat. Sasha Boole)

Text:
Intro (spoken, distant):
I opened my eyes in the wrong century.
The sun was digital,
and nobody cared.

Verse 1:
The streets hum like broken organs,
faces glow blue in the night.
I asked a man for a match —
he showed me his phone.

Bridge (spoken, confused):
Where are the drummers?
Where is the smoke?
Where are the women dancing
with fire in their throats?

Chorus (half-sung, echoing):
I’m back from the fever dream,
but the dream forgot my name.
I’m back from the cosmic stream,
but nothing feels the same.

(Solo)

Verse 2:
The poets talk in headlines now,
the lovers swipe instead of kiss.
I saw a mirror on a wall —
it showed me what I missed.

Bridge (spoken, building):
I think I died once,
but no one told me.
They wrote songs,
but forgot the melody.

Chorus (sung stronger):
I’m back from the fever dream,
crawling through the screen.
The dead still write the news,
and the living just read the scene.

Breakdown (spoken, manic):
There’s a god in the algorithm,
a priest in the feed,
a million prophets screaming
what no one needs.

They sell salvation
with an access code,
and I —
I’m just trying to find the road!

(Guitar-Solo)

Final Chorus (sung, echoing):
I’m back from the fever dream,
I came too late to see.
The world moved on without me,
and now —
it dreams of me.

Outro (spoken softly):
Maybe I never died.
Maybe the world did.
And I just woke up
to watch it sleep.

My name is Jim Morriso… äh Jim, only Jim

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Присвячується всім, хто зазнав репресій з боку радянської влади, чия творчість була заборонена, всім, хто продовжував боротись, або здавався.

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