01 - Burn The Witches

12 - Word Playground (Land)

05 - After Moon

07 - Azucena

Empty Plans

Clonazepam

Could you please 
Take those tools out of my skin? 
I cannot handle those screws inside my head
They won’t ever stop of spinning?
They won’t ever stop of spinning?
They won’t ever stop of spinning?
They won’t ever stop of spinning?

And now I’m really tired 
All the gears are blacking out 
I’ll blackout 
I’ll blackout
Why don’t you give up on me? 
I’m a broken machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine
Broken Machine

Won’t you ever let me Stop? 
Can’t you see? 
I’ll never get the top 
On this noisy flow 
There’s no point 
Nowhere to go 
Do you hear the gears on crash 
When death could be some rest 
My way is the trash 
My way is the trash
My way is the trash

Could you please 
Take those tools out of my brain 
There ain’t any gain 
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain
Any gain


Maslow's Paradox