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Pulled under کشش به زیر just freedom is only a hallucination that waits at the edge of the distant horizon که روي لبه ي افقي دور منتظر مي ماند and we are all strangers in global illusion و ما بيگانگاني در اين وهم سراسری هستيم wanting and needing impossible heaven که بهشتي نا ممکن را مي خواهيم و نياز داريم the mirage ahead says that they can be free سراب پیش رو مي گويد که آنها ميتوانند آزاد باشند become lost in delusion drowning their reason swept on by the current of selfish ambition متمايل به سوی آرزوهای خودخواهانه جاری. the questions are screaming the answers are hiding the sickness is growing distracted condition you can feel the disgust and smell the confusion draining the sky of the guilt and the shame the nightmare is coming the clouds are descending pulled under two thousand metres a second darkness consuming collapsing and breaking distilled paranoia seeped into the walls and filled in the cracks with the whispering calls creeping around at four in the morning lie to myself start a brand new beginning but I’m losing myself in this fear of living freedom is only a hallucination that waits at the edge of the places you go when you dream deep in the reason betrayal of feeling that waits at the edge of the places you go when you dream that waits at the edge of the places you go when you dream deep in the reason betrayal of feeling that waits at the edge of the places you go when you dream danny زنده باد |
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