B a d w a v e s o f p a r a n o i a ( part1)

Bad waves of paranoia
Your monkey folks are killing me
Bad dreams and hallucination
My rock'n'roll is killing me
We are too weird to live
We are too rare to die
Backbeat and infatuation
Your perfect skin is burning me
Backchat to their conversation
My hippie style is burning me
We are too weird to live
We are too rare to die

O n e i n c h (Aionarap fo sevaw dab)

From the streets to the sea
From the pores to your veins
We died before we met
From the ground to the sky
From your toes to your hair
We fall before we flew away
If I had to kill someone tonight
It has to be myself
Then I am your saddest 22
If u had to lose someone tonight
It has to be me
Then I am one inch above the ground

A i r g u i t a r

Shaking bodies expose your tails
Shake well till you think you're dry
Trembling fingers playing my air guitar
Play hard till you can hear me
The air between us
Building a wall unconsciously
The air is linking us
Breaking the climate difference
My air guitar ran out of tune
But my air is reaching you
It's all about illusions
When my air guitar fades
We can all live in space

m e r r y - g o - r o u n d

I see thru your eyes
nothing but a circus
I hear from your ears
nothing but a concert tonight
you cry thru my eyes
I try on my lines
my words on a merry go round
running fast on a horse
run thru these lonely secret rooms
I see right thru you
you ran right thru me
yesterday I dreamt that
I became you

c r o s s y o u r h e a r t

use my sharpest tongue
to carve her name on your chest
your tears make you suffered
use my hair
to wander on your body
stitch by stitch sew her name
use my fingers
run from your ears to your neck
on your chest
I made a cross
an abstract promise
that you never knew

s w i m m i n g b i r d

too sober to sleep
too tired to wake
too drunk to drink
too dry to swim
too old to live
too young to die
we're just too young
where am I going without you
where am I going without you
i am the swimming bird
hoping to drown
I am the flying fish
willing to crash
is this the end where we end
worms crawling on the clouds
you burn me in the crowd
pouring rain from the underground
you turn me upside down

it’s morning don’t be sad

it’s morning don’t be sad
we would just be ok
look at us
dress so fine
all in black and white
black and white
it’s morning don’t be sad
go picnic or to sleep
eat or sleep
it’s morning don’t be sad
don’t look back then you will be ok
all we do is lie and die
lie and die
it’s morning don’t be sad
all I want is to hide
hide and dive
it’s morning don’t be sad
leave everything to the night
to the night to the night

building landslide

river of sand
building landslide
fading with connection
crying monkeys
racing horses
singing with connection
looking for the black hole of your mind
seeking for the highway through your spine

b a d w a v e s o f p a r a n o i a

lend me a cigarette
sunlight on your skin
vodka with lemonade
moonlight on the street
so we kill the time
and head for the circus in town
get in the limousine
some feelings never change
we are the libertines in style
lend me a tambourine
strange sounds stab my head
flashbacks with silver screen
strange sounds stab my back