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All The Postcards
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Synthetic Track
The sky is gray Everything has changed World is not as it was before
Take a deep a breath Is like cutting your own skin The air is not as it was before
And now simple smiles have their own copyrights And people are out of cash
Looking for the last trademark To fulfill what I have inside My emptiness
Trying to find love outside But all I got is styrofoam In red pigment
Is that what you wanted? The future is dark And tastes like plastic
The invisible hand has brought us here And every move was predicted Now look arround. What we have made? This world is just like a no man's land Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
And now your smiles are also copyrighted There's still time to change your mind
Looking for the last trademark To fulfill what I have inside My emptiness
Trying to find love outside But all I got is styrofoam In red pigment
I'll keep looking for the trademark That will fulfill what I have inside My emptiness
Maybe I'll find love inside Between all this styrofoam Painted in red
My emptiness My emptiness My emptiness My emptiness
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