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Did I ever tell you what the definition of insanity is? Insanity is doing the exact... same fucking thing... over and over again expecting... shit to change... That.
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abandoning this place until i completely clear my mind no clue how long it could take or ever could feel free to left
| 2 | last playlist | 123 |
| 3 | 06. Joanne Robertson - Peaceful.mp3 | 116 |
| 4 | The Mayan Factor - Hopi Elders.mp3 | 121 |
| 5 | 05. Black Foxxes - Oh, It Had To Be You.mp3 | 121 |
| 6 | 1|2_Richter_On_the_Nature_of_Daylight_Max_Richter_Louisa_Fuller.mp3 | 119 |
| 7 | Hate weekends need to be in pressure at work | 130 |
| 8 | 10 - Mooryc - Inconceivable.mp3 | 118 |
| 9 | 01. Midlake - Days Gone By.mp3 | 116 |
| 10 | Should my footsteps fall without pause towards the end
How sufficient was my love
More or less than final words between two friends
āYou are a home to meā is what you always said
So in this quiet, empty place
All I can ask is if I stopped giving you that
Sorry Iām so absent
Iām just so scared anymore
Feels like someoneās going to pull the fucking floor
Sorry Iām so quiet
I just canāt talk anymore
Every word drives the blade deeper than before
Iāve been so scared of failing
I just canāt care anymore
There is a point at which sleep is more for shelter than rest
I cannot speak any healing, pummeled and out of breath
I cannot make you believe that I love you to death
I cannot spread any hope if I don't have any left
Light bursts from the side when my hand stings my face
And it doesn't chase the darkness I've created away
And it doesn't change the way you will remember my name
I fucking promise it's me, I fucking swear I'm the same
Sat reclined, driverās side, and the rain understood
I canāt be rid of my bad, I canāt be rid of my good
I cannot choose which parts of me are misunderstood
I can choose which parts of me die underfoot, yeah | 114 |
| 11 | Should my footsteps fall without pause towards the end
How sufficient was my love
More or less than final words between two friends
āYou are a home to meā is what you always said
So in this quiet, empty place
All I can ask is if I stopped giving you that
Sorry Iām so absent
Iām just so scared anymore
Feels like someoneās going to pull the fucking floor
Sorry Iām so quiet
I just canāt talk anymore
Every word drives the blade deeper than before
Iāve been so scared of failing
I just canāt care anymore
There is a point at which sleep is more for shelter than rest
I cannot speak any healing, pummeled and out of breath
I cannot make you believe that I love you to death
I cannot spread any hope if I don't have any left
Light bursts from the side when my hand stings my face
And it doesn't chase the darkness I've created away
And it doesn't change the way you will remember my name
I fucking promise it's me, I fucking swear I'm the same
Sat reclined, driverās side, and the rain understood
I canāt be rid of my bad, I canāt be rid of my good
I cannot choose which parts of me are misunderstood
I can choose which parts of me die underfoot, yeah | 1 |
| 12 | 02. Sandrayati - Inhabit.mp3 | 96 |
| 13 | 05. Playwrite - Black Cloud.mp3 | 100 |
| 14 |  Matn yo'q... | 105 |
| 15 | sticker.webp | 1 |
| 16 | 01. Careful Gaze - Silken Robe.mp3 | 116 |
| 17 | 14. Blacklit Canopy - Mud Angel.mp3 | 128 |
| 18 | 01. The Orchestra (For Now) - Escape From New York.mp3 | 139 |
| 19 | The ash falls like snow, nostalgia pulling heartstrings
A symphony unheard of, the loneliness is howling
Calling through the wind like a fear forever doubting
Towers like a burden, emotions slowly clouding
Sliding over judgement, watch the memories wash away
Slip into hooded darkness, how many wish they could have stayed?
Misinformed by our pain, weāre connected by the same
Different versions of ourselves that yearn to feel okay
The doubt has spread amongst us, disconnŠµcted by the fear
QuŠµstion their assumptions if they never lend an ear
Change the way we look at things and the things we look at change
We are love in abundance and our courage canāt be tamed
Intuition, we are brave, inner visions not afraid
Expressions take us higher before the love starts to fade
Music lifts our spirit and love uplifts our souls
Ancient language healing, so let the music take control | 137 |
| 20 | 07. Maruja - Zaytoun.mp3 | 94 |
