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Looking Through the K-Hole
Vivid eyes buried on coloured masks
Hiding in the steppes
At the basement flat
Spreading fast through refugee camps
Looking through the k hole
Gala tears washed up by the storm
Blurred features
Distorted voice
Was it real?
Isn’t a contradiction?
To escape fate
By perpetuating tradition
Looking through the k hole
I can speak your tongue
When we used to be
Space dust
Repetition
Name a name
It'll will never show its true face
Looking through the k hole
Looking through the k hole
When we used to be
Space dust
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2. |
Serial Lover
03:32
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Serial Lover
Serial lover
Walking down the street
Serial lover
Looking for relief
Father
Hit me harder
But please don’t stop loving me
I know you ain’t really dad
Real dad was the real bad man
I know when you left you told me that
Nothing would change us
So I’m still that little girl missing her man
Serial lover
Browsing every bar
Serial lover
Only one more time
He comes with the dawn and get what he wants
I cannot refuse
When he leaves with the sun
And he's right
Power is never mine
I’m a serial lover
Subject to a loveless life
Father you're way too further
What paternal love really means
And I'll never forget a lesson
A man's desire is all I should seek
I subject
I accept
I walk down the street looking for relief
For a man to mistress me
Mistreat and misguide me
Hit harder than you ever did
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Know Nothing
04:58
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Know Nothing
you know nothing about me
and now it's too late
anything that was worth knowing
about me is dead
dried from inside
it has eaten my heart
look into my eyes
no soul no spark
you know nothing about me
you know nothing about me
just like to watch me bleed
left me to be just a worm feast
easy prey to feed on
I’ve unleashed a beast
you know nothing about me
cause everything you touch
it's just a matter of time
and you only let go
when it smells putrefied
I decay
no one mourns
I decay
no one knows nothing about me
you know nothing about me
and now it's too late
anything that was worth knowing
about me is dead
dried from inside
you've got no heart
look into my eyes
your soul is so dark
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4. |
Miss C
03:39
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Miss C
I’m here to see miss C
We used to be best friends, like sisters
I can’t recall how everything turned to shit
Out of control, we were quite of a show
Things got ugly, I’ve never felt so low
And I left her, I quit her
I’ve promised to not forgive her
Hot lava cooled into pretty stone
No regrets, no remorse
Miss c,
So happy to see ya
I don’t only deceive, I am the deceiver
When I’m high
All I want is to get higher
Cause I won’t stop until I’m stronger than self-denial
I don’t wanna know
What took you so long
Miss c
I’m calling the man that's gonna bring you back to our love bed
Miss c
I’m calling the man that's gonna bring me back to
When I’m high
All I want is to get higher
Cause I won’t stop until I’m stronger than self-denial
I don’t wanna know
What took you so long
I don’t wanna know
What took me so long
Out of control, we were quite of a show
Things got ugly, I’ve never felt so low
And I left her, I quit her
I’ve promised to not forgive her
Hot lava cooled into pretty stone
No regrets, no remorse
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5. |
Past One O'clock
03:06
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Past one o'clock. You must have gone to bed.
The Milky Way streams silver through the night.
I'm in no hurry; with lightning telegrams
I have no cause to wake or trouble you.
And, as they say, the incident is closed.
Love's boat has smashed against the daily grind.
Now you and I are quits. Why bother then
to balance mutual sorrows, pains, and hurts.
Behold what quiet settles on the world.
Night wraps the sky in tribute from the stars.
In hours like these, one rises to address
The ages, history, and all creation.
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6. |
Struck
03:29
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Struck
I was struck by your glassy eyes
Paralysed by the anxiety
Sun crossed the sky i was waiting for you to call
Self-loathing does never leave
I was struck by your confusion
Anxious to see you again
And feel my heart to paralyse
Trembling legs splashing a puddle made of grieve
I am that girl
The other
The lover
The serpent under covers
Home wrecking
Whore waiting for him at the foyer
Out and about
Fucking at the canal
I chose the way
Of living my own personal downfall
I am writing our story with the drying blood of passion
Cause the closest thing to love i feel
Is chemistry obsession
I was struck by the end of the everlasting dream
Of marriage and kids
Out and about
Looking for amazement
But the trouble is
Trouble is all there is
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7. |
Vampire
03:10
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VAMPIRE
I’m threading a string to lace my heart up
so i won’t go insane
I’ll be asleep every 9 am
locked inside the walls of unreason
soaked in tears
chosing the needle
you come and take what you want
I beg you again
for a little while to stay
but all there is left, I'm left with empty
empty space
I'm threading a string to lace my heart up
so I won’t let you use me up again
like your heroine surrogate
so I won’t go insane
you come and take what you want
I beg you again
for a little while to stay
but all there is left ,I'm left with empty
empty space
you sucked me dry
stole my verve
slammed the door
I was curled in the dirt, on a crisis of nerves
you're a vampire
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8. |
Pariah Beseeching
04:18
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Pariah Beseeching
I am summer rain,
fat drops hitting boiling asphalt
instantly evaporating
steam rising onto the skies
only to condense again
few hours I’m a nimbus cloud
unstable, indecisive, ever changing shape
temporally
ephemera infatuation
Superficial deep sensation
nothing can touch me
only a hole can hold me
Hot steam rising,
can't pass through cold stream
I can’t visualize such basic things
you keep on repeating to me
I’m abstracted
sometimes I process
but it will be never be a habit
a pariah beseeching
so much stronger than rationality
way too passionate, contentiously
for your pragmatic reasoning
nothing can touch me
only a hole can hold me
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9. |
Paranoia Beams
04:01
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PARANOIA BEAMS
this blinding light, dust in my eyes
i hate to see
storm's passing by
bending the trees
shaky are my knees
it's hard to breath
roof's falling on me
going through the motions
wont work for me
out of control
is when im acting naturally
swimming with the currents
towards the end
or whatever that means
it's a thread of daydreams
ans paranoia beams
it's never quiet
it's never still
it's never dawn, is this all real
fading morning star, lonely racing heart
it's a pretty view
a pretty day to die
bending is the tree
my heavy body swings
feels so hard to breath
silence is creeping on me
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10. |
Aphasia
05:07
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Aphasia
Full moon
Forever doomed
To repeat
On duty
Keep on moving
Keeping track
Double check
My paycheck
Force-fed
Beyond regret
Am I grateful?
Am I cured?
Are you asleep?
Watching porn
Getting bored
Smoking weed
Living the dream
I think I love you
Because I'm trapped inside of me
It's called aphasia
I can finally breath
I’ve decided to give in
To give away the best of me
Eros and psyche
Mystic and cinique
Dysfunctional family
We are such a big family
In such a tiny town
There's plenty to hate
So, we gather around
So, we gather around
Aphasia
New moon
Forever doomed
To live dim
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Marina Gasolina São Paulo, Brazil
Marina Vello aka Marina Gasolina, songwriter, singer, teacher, visual artist, writer. One of the founders of Bonde do Rolê, half of Madrid (duo formed with Adriano Cintra), she released her first album under the name Marina Gasolina in 2013, Commando. She returns almost a decade later with Dispopia, a work that will be released in late November 2022. ... more
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