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• Artiste: Aconite Thrill
• Titre: B-Movie Explosion
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Five hundred and four hours Reset and call for help Reset It still ticks I've lost this round In these flickers I should really be more careful I'm wishing on shooting stars When I'm in here I call it in When I'm nowhere time will drift When I'm here I call it in When I'm nowhere it's fine I'll just be drifting between two sides of the same ride And when I talk aloud, I talk aloud A glimpse of this room in which we stand When I'm here I can't be way back there Induced into this sinking Standing, coming up hard And who would ever believe that there's a distance in your eyes Anyway, I'm fine But it's leaving me in two minds all the time And while I'm reaching along these cycles of hate I hear in my heart that to give it a name would be wise It's my personal demon that keeps me in line And keeps me in real time Keeps me right in line And breaking her eyes upon me I give her a chance to work it all out from the start And who cares if there's barely a chance? This therapy is enough to give me a taste The hate of myself is replaced in the end with some hate and a dream of love Good, I'm glad we've been this for And I'm proud that we could praise and dream and start again Good. If I praise and drift so hard It's fine And it's all been mixed up good If it's good - is what I'm feeling so absurd? It's make or break time I've cut the break, the loss, the take And I'm full of fear of losing hold on life