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Au-Dessus Lyrics

With every dawn comes chaos.
Head filled with demons waiting to get out.
All of them wants a piece of what's left sane.
Lead me to abyss and drown me in my own pain.
Take what's bright and turn it into darkness
When you look at me, what do you see? What those eyes tells you when you search them through?
Is this smile good enough for you, or I should put my other one?
Look, I am smiling, I act like you want me to,
Can I bow down and start another show?
Can I go on and perform my other role?

I can't distinguish what is real or what is not
Lost in perception of when I am conscious or when I am a fraud
Self-deluded darkness dictates what I feel today
I'm running from reasoning just to remain myself
Who am I? Which one is myself?
Which role is the main one?
Which act is the one that I can call it ""this is who I am"".
There is no one to blame than just yourself, who told you that you are here with reason and purpose?
Or that you matter in any way?
Who filled your head with nonsense that you're welcomed here no matter what?

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Mantas Gurksnys

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Garsinė kompozicija vystoma siekiant griauti visuomenės nuostatas, sukelti nepatogumo būseną, skatinti kognityvinį disonansą bei savidestrukciją, skaudžių plyšių moralėje nurodymais verčiami griauti ir griaunant kurti, ant socialinių klišių ekranų paišantys savo herbus ir žvelgiantys už ribų kurias susikūrėme patys, paskendę cinizme dėl dievobaimingo troškulio pasiekti sąlytį su padorumu. Tai mūsų renesansas ir apšvieta - jūsų teismas. Read Full BioGarsinė kompozicija vystoma siekiant griauti visuomenės nuostatas, sukelti nepatogumo būseną, skatinti kognityvinį disonansą bei savidestrukciją, skaudžių plyšių moralėje nurodymais verčiami griauti ir griaunant kurti, ant socialinių klišių ekranų paišantys savo herbus ir žvelgiantys už ribų kurias susikūrėme patys, paskendę cinizme dėl dievobaimingo troškulio pasiekti sąlytį su padorumu. Tai mūsų renesansas ir apšvieta - jūsų teismas.
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The sound composition is being developed in order to destroy social attitudes, to cause the state of discomfort, to encourage cognitive dissonance and self-destruction. In the morale of painful cracks we are made to destroy and in this way to create; we are drawing our coat of arms on the screens of social cliches and looking beyond the self- imposed boundaries, drowned in cynicism because of god-fearing desire to come into contact with decency. This is our Renaissance and illuminance – your judgement.
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