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This Room
04:44
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THIS ROOM - Pandra & Ben 9mm
Have you been in this room ?
I tell her my stories on the road
because
So heavy is the big burden
I need the sun shines
Physical welfare
Let's get it up and rise
But I'm quite fine in between this and the velvet world
I drift and believe they shot the sun and
I'll rebuilt it more than twice
I'll get
What I am mingling strongly
What I am thinking sharply
What I am blending tingly
What I am pouring worthy
It's been a while since the cracks start
It's been like small breaks apart
Those scenes been dried, hidden inside but
sure they built me more than twice
I get it
What if she could carry my stories, stories
Help me with words I
hope It won't last years but days
Physical welfare
Let's get it up and rise
But I'm quite fine in between this and the velvet world
I float, drift and believe they shot the sun and
I'll rebuilt it more than twice
I'll get
They gonna shoot the moon
Fuck off all the doubts
It's been a while since the cracks start
It's been like small breaks apart
Those scenes been dried, hidden inside but
sure they built me more than twice
I get
What I am mingling strongly
What I am thinking sharply
Gonna shoot those, gonna shoot those
Stories I can't move
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Marvel Time
03:21
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MARVEL TIME - Pandra & Ben 9mm
Marvel time
For us your grieves
Against age scars
Are battlements you set up to hijack the truth
When you need to pull out some
Sorrow splinters
You write down many nasty letters
I could go away
From that obsession of beauty
Burning out, spreading out
It’s a long distress
Dragging out
Seize the day, seize the day, don’t look back
Please do come to terms with your own, accept you’re old, be wise,
I just can’t slow down time
You rock the boat, lonely dying, lost in the melody of drugs
In the memory of lust
Snicker, bitter, you can’t stand their white old hair, life is a fashion show
Wrinkles dig everywhere, folds on your neck, Legs, arms, Flat bottom bang against (hostile) doors, weird bruise until you swallow them
And your reason collapse, it’s dawn
You rock the boat, lonely dying, lost in the melody of drugs
In the memory of lust
Flying, draping, ting a ting a binding
You can’t stand them but you cooking hope again
And you cry
It’s just burning out, burning out hey
Don’t look back
Marvel time
For you I’ll find marvel time
If you stop to brood over
Stop to brood over
Head straight for
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Knock Knock
04:07
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KNOCK KNOCK - Pandra & Ben 9mm
We had once tried, twice and more
Who’s next? Knock, knock, knock at your door
It’s time to bother you
Knock, knock at your door
White blood cell
Knock, knock at your door
Blood heat
Tumbling down your door
Dry up hope on the floor
No stirring at your door
And so we plotted
To slightly ruin the door
And to blast a hole in the door
Choose, choose, help
While you go round in circles
I know you’re there, stray from luck
Then look back, get nowhere
Now we sink in your
Respected swamp
Go on, cook up the past
Forsaken ant
Paint lines of your doubts
Flour and poetry coats
You can fog up your eyes
Smoking dust in vain/again
You wish that somewhere someone
would secretly know why
you don’t face their gaze and
bitter words but just fair
Time to come closer
Be stronger
You could be a leader
Breathe freer
Give more than crumbles
go further, switch on the power
Hide and go seek fool
Me and my sorrows would be even glad to knock
Open as I knock, knock at your door
Blood heat
Tumble at your door
Dry up hope on the floor
Can’t smelt lock of your door
And so we plotted
No more threshold, no more cold shoulder
Idiot you play
Why don’t you add fuel to the fire?
Your doormat burn, coward wounded til til we misunderstand
Blood heat
Tumble at your door
Dry up hope on the floor
Can’t smelt lock of your door
And so we plotted
To slightly ruin the door
And to blast a hole in the door
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Choose, choose, help
While you go round in circles
Blood heat
Tumble at your door
Blood heat
Tumble at your door
Tumble at your door
Tumble at your door
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THIS ROOM - Pandra & Dubmatix
Have you been in this room ?
I tell her my stories on the road
because
So heavy is the big burden
I need the sun shines
Physical welfare
Let's get it up and rise
But I'm quite fine in between this and the velvet world
I drift and believe they shot the sun and
I'll rebuilt it more than twice
I'll get
What I am mingling strongly
What I am thinking sharply
What I am blending tingly
What I am pouring worthy
It's been a while since the cracks start
It's been like small breaks apart
Those scenes been dried, hidden inside but
sure they built me more than twice
I get it
What if she could carry my stories, stories
Help me with words I
hope It won't last years but days
Physical welfare
Let's get it up and rise
But I'm quite fine in between this and the velvet world
I float, drift and believe they shot the sun and
I'll rebuilt it more than twice
I'll get
They gonna shoot the moon
Fuck off all the doubts
It's been a while since the cracks start
It's been like small breaks apart
Those scenes been dried, hidden inside but
sure they built me more than twice
I get
What I am mingling strongly
What I am thinking sharply
Gonna shoot those, gonna shoot those
Stories I can't move
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