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Empty your soul, Let go of everything, This city glows when the cold wind blows, And this river does not stop flowing, Bellowing misery, I see lunatics demanding Gods to take them back to childhood or to prosperity The bliss of not knowing what life is We just want to be happy Breaking the silence - the altars scream "There's nothing behind us, no gates we see, Before us there's you and only you we believe" So lift your knees off the ground, let your feet kiss the earth beneath you Stand still, Let us mourn for the flowers we murdered for our love to bloom This world is beyond the reach of your senses So am I I love that you don't get me, that is my disease Streaming down my eyes, my memories Swimming in the pool of your conscience, I die - Atript Abhinav
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Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
My Disease
Empty your soul, Let go of everything, This city glows when the cold wind blows, And this river does not stop flowing, Bellowing misery, I see lunatics demanding Gods to take them back to childhood or to prosperity The bliss of not knowing what life is We just want to be happy Breaking the silence - the altars scream "There's nothing behind us, no gates we see, Before us there's you and only you we believe" So lift your knees off the ground, let your feet kiss the earth beneath you Stand still, Let us mourn for the flowers we murdered for our love to bloom This world is beyond the reach of your senses So am I I love that you don't get me, that is my disease Streaming down my eyes, my memories Swimming in the pool of your conscience, I die - Atript Abhinav
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Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
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