felix paintwhenpainted

swimming, swimming, swimming
in the middle of the sea
certainly not winning
mind down on its knees
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in the dark
of a burnt out park
lie the hearts of a few
wandering what to do
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do you hear those voices? listen to them scream.
cant you see the words trying to escape from my bottled up dreams?

i woke up one morning
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Sweep. Can you hear my horrid cape?
I am the devil of the broken hearts
Start running. Maybe pleading. Escape
I am the creature behind hopeless starts
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here lies a sea of graves
but atop it was a city pave
a city which sings and swells
simmers, glows and smells
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one
unemployment in the ton
two
infrastructure worn through
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On the patchy gravel you park your brand new van
The door is opened for you then closed with a wham

Welcome to my humble abode
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Watch. Closely. The fall of an Empire
Consumed. Suddenly. By a mindless Fire
Shaky ground. No Love to be Found
Listen to the forgotten. Can you hear the Crumbling Sound?
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to be a man
glory of the land
to do what they require
to sweat and perspire
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today
I went out to play
with my new friend
I went to give Henry his end
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we saw it falling from the skies
the infernal end of our lives
flaming hateful things
born on dripping bleeding wings
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befriending each others faces
or just sticking with our own races
process begins
as we knit our rings
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Daar waar die berge vou
Is waar die mense hulle geheime hou
Tussen bruin klippe
En water in stukke
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you are high
as a kite in the sky
and one day when you no longer fly
you will fall to the earth, buh-bye
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what do the sailors say when your sailing to the moon
aye-aye captain astronaut, we'll be there soon
which way do we sail, which way in the sky?
right above, past the gull's cry
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behold the ancient metallic monstrosity!
eaten by rust with fierce ferocity!
a machine, ladies and gentleman!
nothing more, constructed to an engineers plan!
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fingers burnt
lessons learnt
but say goodbye to happily ever after
bow down to the flaming master
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Waiting. for the end of time
Listening. to the muffled hyme
Sitting. on a comfy chair
Watching. everything with a stare
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one day i had a dream while asleep
of paint that did drip dropp and creep
down stairs and concrete
out the door and into the street
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