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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “Classic case. Drunk and naked on the floor. One last bottle shatters onto stone. Traces of perversion. Shrapnell bombs in ecstasy. We’re walking home. Forgot my age, forhead straight into the wall to make sure that those memories remain. The air is on fire, we’re like torch and kerosine. We’re still the same. Those smiling faces in far distant places are brightening the scene up for me. Give me some everything. I wanna taste it all. Let’s unlock the miracles in life. Some might call us freaks and others yell we should grow up, but there’s just not enough time in just one night. So bring the Rock and bring the Roll. May the devil drench our souls into eternity’s filthy bloody mud. We couldn’t give a fuck. Hard to understand? Guess you never had a band, that’s how it goes. Those smiling faces in far distant places are brightening the scene up with me. On every occasion you show dedication and share all your weirdness with me. Sometimes I don’t know how I do survive those weeks at home, the circle is getting smaller everytime. Missing inspiration. Overdose of gravity. Missing rhymes. Sometimes I just can’t breathe as I’m spending days alone and nothing is gonna be alright. Then I feel the pain in almost every single bone, retching up all fears I try to hide. Then I lock myself in basements, mixing crack with gasoline, singing this song all by myself just to reclaim the flame in me. It’s those cycles that I run. And it’s my selfright to be weird. Just let me be. Those smiling faces from far distant places are brightening the scene up with me. Choruses. High-Fives. The longest of all nights. Crazy how sweet life could be. Your smiling faces from far distant places are brightening the scene up with me. On every occasion you show dedication and share all your weirdness with me. Those smiling faces in far distant places are brightening the scene up with me. from Heed The Call, released December 6, 2013“
