Black box

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"Black box"

From the skies,
To penetrate our own minds,
You make me feel ok,
You wanna crack up to the stars,
The day you want the night,
From the rise,
To vegetate,
It seems we are loosing our minds,
And it makes you god, I feel it,
Give medecine for the mystical naive soul,

Come on, let me see your gun
My memories are hidden in a black box,
Stick with a disease, let me find a birth box,
And I was lost when you found me,
And I was grasped by your deep empathy,

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from Reality is a fake EP, released January 9, 2015

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