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A doll in a box
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I have never thought of being a doll in a box
Becoming a bit flexible at the moment it starts
To play the rhythm chords that crash the dust in my bones
It's just another round and heavy sound in this show
I had a pleasant dream just a second before
And did you ever see me sleeping no I don't think you saw
I have to be as happy as I can when you want
Leave me somewhere let me open my own world
In a way i like tomorrow
To obey asdo the court say
Feeling great I'm not in sorrow
Have to play when you just say
I look to the crowd with an imitating form
I have to get out, I have to start to roam
The story about the little doll
Is got to end now before the box is closed
Simple as that I woke up grown
away from the spot i used to call home
So I walked on the path until the night glowed
I shivered so much like a doll in a box
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Happy as a tree sparkling stay with us now
Green and grinning let the apples fall down
Why did my genie spill my wishes on the ground
Give me a minute and I'll tell you what I've found
Do sleep tight don't freak out
You might as well dig it from your tv out
I'm driving home I'll pick you up
I'll drag you out screaming where ever you are
Shaking as a flea crawling on a giant's arm
Switch on the scene is ending kings can lose their crown
Giants in the sink splitting thoughts I think
Breathe in the breeze out and listen to the clown
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Into my lounge
They want to invade into my lounge
Into my lungs, in every way and every day
They're in my walls and they tap to my calls
It's pulling me under
They want to get pay of things that I've done
A piece of my haul , the system is fake more damage then sake
They want me to change the way that i am
To be one of them
And how the hell are they going to find me
If I stay in the place that I am
And how the hell are they going to find me
If I don't say nothing to no one
I'm switching the drapes securing the locks
I think I should stop humming the strains
That mess up my brain
I peep through a crack the winter is back
Lightning and thunders
The more I'm awake the more I am trapped
An intricate maze I feel a bit whacked
From this long phase i think I should stop
Falling to this state that's pulling me under
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Leaves are falling to the ground
Turning brown now everywhere is fall
I'll save the pride for the time we stop to hide
Staring on and on at the sad cold far nature
Passing through years leaving us with our old fears
Locked inside the house what about catching a sun
I have no doubt about many things but I'm not so sure
About the way I feel afraid as a child I better cry for a sign
Right on time you where coming
And brought the light clear and rising
So why oh why we are running
To fake a smile we need
Money and love
A gem is covered mire and a wizened daisy is drying
Everyone in stampede missing parts collecting fractions
Crossing the hills people now are dreadful and thrilled
Stretching out their bounds seas and sands are claiming the crown
They have no doubt about anything but they're not so sure
About the way they're feeling I think they're crying for a sign
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Heaven true
Wrong, yea I must have been wrong
'Cause it's too long to wait here for you
Strong yea I better be strong 'cause if I don't
I'll dive down into a mean world
Where nothing is true
A big wall is surrounding you
Which no wand can take you right through
And no one will tell you where to
I have to find the door that'll take me to
The same shore where the ocean was big and blue
My sighs remind me that the crises that I'm going through
Are nothing but the stairways to my heaven true
Strange yea i better stay strange
'Cause it's too late to be someone else
Rage yea I better have rage 'cause it's a state
That the mind should be in when nothing else
Is making a change and it's a waste
Of time when the world is mad
Fame yea they all want some fame
To see their faces on the papers front page
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Someone you can save
No anticipation for the rain to come
Life beyond passion
Collaboration of the truth and lies
Is blurring my sight
Another step into the boggy slime
Will enlarge the raptures
A solid soil for the impending crisis
Is the only way out
Some people will say go ahead and find
Someone you can save a creature of your kind
Don't try to figure out the way
Close the window when the snow comes
Next day let it stay
Through the chimney to our home town
View of cinders and flames sitting by the fire
Contemplation of blame seems like isn't dire
Don't try to take of the stains
Strew the crimson powder on top
Raise both hands for hail
And get ready for a long run
No chapels to pray in no more Sunday chimes
Intensive urge to slay climbing up the spine
Don't let the ones who betrayed
Light your shack when the night comes
Most faces are pale
And the savior turns to be numb
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Violent thoughts
Jokes and violent thoughts
The shepherd knows the way to go
You can walk but then we'll stop
Don't you take me to another haze
A storm in a flimsy boat
The captain had a restful tone
He could talk but then he chocked
Servile and fading like a ghost
I think we have no protection
It has to be the wrong direction
I wanna see the road to the flashing gold
And the restless hearts that wake up at dawn
Who wants to sink my boat and what really for
How can we desperately be ignoring
The potential of the whole story
A door without a shaft
The doorman fights the endless row
We can shout or take our shot
Obtain the cipher to the top
Hope belief and trust
The maker wants us to be sure
We can reach the end of tracks
Picking freedom ticking traps
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The petering space
Days of despair on a sidewalk lying
Everyone cares about the traffic lights
Deep in a dream of a sunny spring
No poise in the wind and no voice to sing
I hate to be late but I'm way behind
Just need to escape for a certain time
Back in the streets with the taller trees
They needed the treat as I needed it
'Cause we don't belong to each other now
Not anymore so lets stop the flow
And lets cut the rope when there's nothing else
To keep us so close in that petering space
I look at the past and I'm not surprised
Everybody's steps were the same as mine
And I'm not impressed with our sacred lives
Does it make any sense that we're still alive
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Into my lounge part2
Faces and shades
Aces and spades
What's under
The surface
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Shlomi Syboni Israel
Syboni is a musician based in Israel.
Writing and producing music is something that is a part of his life since
childhood.
Through the guitar, vocals and computer programming he creates unique songs and captivating melodies and atmosphere.
Peace, Love, Art and Music
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