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These Days
04:09
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Can you tell me what's the paradise?
Can you paint it wider than it's high?
Spiral spaces and
Tropical senses
Spiral spaces and
Tropical senses
Can you tell me what's the paradise?
Can you paint it wider than it's high?
Spiral spaces and
Tropical senses
Spiral spaces and
Tropical senses
These days, these days
These days, these days
In the night I feel it there
the music in my head
its beatings give me quite a shake
my body melts in waves
I can almost hear the words
In the middle of the death
Is this the paradise?
Is this the paradise?
These days, these days
These days, these days
I've asked myself so many times
surrounded by the sound
Is this the paradise?
Is this the paradise?
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2. |
Sonic Chamaeleon
03:37
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I can't remember, she can't remember
I can't remember, she can't remember
I haven't had a real emotion
Since I crossed the line
I haven't had a real emotion
Since I crossed the line
From stressed out to indifference
From stressed out to indifference
And all I want now is to dive
Into a sea
Of undisputed tenderness
And all I want now is to dive
Into a sea
Of undisputed tenderness
uuuuaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaa (x4)
I can't remember, she can't remember
I can't remember, she can't remember
I can't remember
She can't remember
I can't remember
She can't remember
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3. |
Excitement
04:17
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I should have skipped
Some of those vibrant nights
but in the end
I wouldn't dare to leave
Should I have tried
To pull me out of this
Instead of taking
What they offered me?
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong,
This ain't
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong,
This ain't
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
I should have skipped
Some of those vibrant nights
But in the end,
I wouldn't dare to leave
Should I have tried
To pull me out of this
Instead of taking
What they offered me?
There's no fun,
I haven't had
Nothing can bring me more
Excitement
People passing me by
Some of them are staying
Make me feel alive
For a little while
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong,
This ain't
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong,
this ain't
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
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4. |
Behind
04:26
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Sitting on the train
at 5 o'clock in the morning
All alone in the empty space
Leaving the city behind you
I see all the people rushing in
Grey and kindless
The first light is starting the day
Leaving the movement behind you
Behind behind behind
Behind behind behind you
Behind behind behind
Behind behind behind you
Sitting on the train
at 5 o'clock in the morning
All alone in the empty space
Leaving the city behind you
When I see the light
crossing the highway
When I see the light
crossing the highway
Behind behind behind
Behind behind behind you
Behind you behind
Behind you behind
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She Knows Berlin, Germany
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Some of humanities most ancient pleasures are often
experienced on a deeper level when done slowly: Eating. Thinking. Making love.
The Spanish vocalist and the Brazilian music producer met in 2014 and soon started to create their very own sound.
EP Natural Medicina
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