1. |
Capa City
03:54
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You know weāve waited long enough
Make sure no one is stuck inside
Thereās no sign of vivid lights
Sealed down by rigid walls
Eyes are blind in sights
Down in Capa City
Run into the night
Bleeding down over an out
Run into the night
Everytime you try you paved your way for another try More functionality
Everytime you try you paved your way for another try
You know weāve waited long enough
Make sure no one is stuck inside
No culture nor breathing grass
Sold out to autonomy
Sheer economy
Down in Capa City
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2. |
Peak Season
02:23
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3. |
New Times
02:10
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Iāll be on your side
Tomorrow
In new times
And Iāll seal all our woes
In a place
No one knows
Though fire burns the same
When youāre around
So Iāll close my eyes for the new times
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4. |
Elevator Pitch
01:16
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5. |
Mandatory
02:23
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Click and scroll it endless
Crafted and consumed
Erased and forgotten
Glowing from the blue
Half-sleeping midnight ringing sunrise fall into screenbathing For the record, do you feel it to?
It's Mandatory
Love is made to order
Crafted and consumed
Erased and forgotten
Still aināt got no clue
Half-sleeping midnight ringing sunrise fall into screenbathing For the record, do you see me? do you feel me through?
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6. |
Tired Eyes
02:52
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I went away
To find composure
From getting older
I feel it calls me out
I found my place
Through all emotions
Swollen and hollowed
Captured in glowing glass
So I will deny
My tired eyes
I went away
To find composure
From getting older
I feel it calls me out
I hear it falls
From mild exposure Flustered and watered Searching for a place to hide
And still deny
My tired eyes
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7. |
Riptide
03:34
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Whatās life turned us into for?
I canāt bury all my soul
Sting like honeybees
But I canāt taste what I sow
What if you have gone too far?
I can only move so slow
Merely speculation
But I canāt keep up from here
Swimming in upside down till you watch yourself made swallowed into
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8. |
Static Comedy
01:28
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Plowing into the garden of love
Dancing in the sun until it swallowed
In constant melody
For when the lights out
Hold on to see it
Tossed and threw me
In static comedy
Flowing through a castle of hope
Watching all the clouds until it follows
Recalls a memory
For when the lights out
Hold on to see it
Tossed and threw me
In static comedy
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9. |
Patterns
03:14
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I sold my soul
In terms of payrolls
Nothing is bright
At solid eight
Something we know
Just after midnight
Nothing is changing
How should we aching?
I tried my luck
In patterned race
Iāll take my chance
Someday, weāll find our place
Itās not a convo
Nor matinƩe
I know my lines
Far from the heights
Something I noticed
From my tall window
No one is listening
How should we acting?
I tried my luck
In patterned race
Iāll take my chance Someday, weāll find our place
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Bedchamber Jakarta, Indonesia
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