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letra de 8811 - l.t.b.

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8811 lyrics
staring at a broken candle
i noticed life’s not a fable
feeling the void in my mind
burning myself yeah i’m fine

back on my bad side
last year my feelings died
dancing
fighting
the feeling is fading

i just wanna runaround
leave my seat, my heavy crown
up from the godd-mn ground
i’m finding new sounds
(i ain’t f-cking around)

running from myself
i know it rings a bell
we all feel the same thing
we need to talk, been saying

let’s not wait till it’s too late
let’s stop faking, before we dead
i’m not doing great
the future doesn’t bode (well)
thinking about the other world
make things differеntly
change from within
a roar upbringing
sleeping in the presеnt past
waking up to my future self
need to see what i can be
not really dreaming about wealth or money

sitting between my mind and reality
lost in the process, only search necessity
where do i digest this question that depresses me?

the choice of will or nil

playing with the notes in my mind
letting them roam, not hard to find
whispered songs from a benefactor
a dream realtor, a real believer

eating all of my worries away
i can’t seem to find a way
the thing that’s k!lling me
is really driving me
shower of thoughts
gracious or sinuous
it’s getting ludicrous

back on my bad side
last year my feelings died
dancing
fighting
the feeling is fading

i just wanna runaround
leave my seat, my heavy crown
up from the godd-mn ground
i’m finding new sounds
(i ain’t f-cking around)

talking about the things we don’t say
the conversation tones to a hard gray
one step forward and two steps backwards
the tears in the back of the cupboard
the weird ideas on the thought board

- l t b

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