Quebonafide vanilla sky feat ten typ mes

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[Verse 1: Quebonafide & Anna Iwanek]
Ambition is the only valuable slogan on the wall
When the lights, feelings and bonds go out one by one
and darkening to himself that once will see the light of day
Dreams (uaaaa), so
When night falls, I'm clear that
I'll be dreaming, through who can't sleep anymore
Effort put in, money spent
There was a king, there was a lord
I am an artist, my plan is to shine in Hessdalen
An artist - did I say it or did I just think?
The city's streetlights come on and the asphalt sparkles
And their sobly lies become true like a parrhesiast
No physics, agony, pain and Alghedonia
The scene when you run away is one of my favorites
Eyes wide closed, still dead receptors
Tell me where to go run and what blind people dream about
Why am I freezing in this warmth, holding my hands to my hand
Consciously humming this requiem, I want to take more than they do< br/>Catch up with you and kill time carelessly
But I guess that's not the case; Vanilla Sky
[Chorus: This Type of Mes]
The So-Called Real I am calling you to answer
And when ambition is poison, what lies deep inside you?
Then you will be this poison of spit and the weak cut in half
Say goodbye to peaceful sleep, face, because he won't visit you again
[Verse 2: Quebonafide & Anna Iwanek]
When I sleep, and I rarely sleep...
When I sleep, and I rarely sleep...
I know this alley, I was always afraid of sleeping pills
And this guy who screamed new age
And this car, and this fucking drink that I drank earlier
And these gates, and these...
It's nice that you're here, it's nice that You're here
It's nice that you're here, it's nice that you're here
There was no need to die, it's my insomnia
For some... No fuck, not yet
Not yet
[Chorus: Ten Typ Mes]
[Outro: Quebonafide]
Small events, big consequences
Effort put in, effort taken hajs
It doesn't matter, maybe even a little more
Open your eyes, open your eyes, open your eyes
Small events, big consequences
Be yourself a king, there was a master
It doesn't matter, maybe even a little more
Open your eyes, open your eyes, open your eyes

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