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• Artiste: Microwave
• Titre: Carry
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Riding the break of the death wave Cold wind in the sails Caught up in the foreplay Never playing it out You can't disappear so You bury your head in the ground But they'll all sit back when you go To climb out of that hole when your heart gets cold Our eyes will roll til they get stuck facing backwards in our heads With a victim's boundless virtuosity You've gotta own your flaws to loose their jaws, I'm just driving in that wedge Cause I don't get caught with my pants around my feet Don't do me any favors I can take care of me No, I don't owe anyone anything Things are built to be broken Thrown and piled away The end will justify the means Born with two wrong feet It's what you let it be Do you murder me in your lucid dreams? Oh god, I hope you do And you'll plan it out in real life someday soon I found my niche in this pile of shit, I've got nothing left to prove But there's nothing else that I really wanna do So this is what I do Do you murder me in your lucid dreams? Oh god, I hope you do And you'll plan it out in real life someday soon I found my niche in this pile of shit, I've got nothing left to prove But there's nothing else that I really wanna do So this is what I do