Crazy Mess. Nation Dead

Crazy Mess

Oh, I promised to be a good girl

When you think you are alone
And your planet is an empty corridor
All people you've loved now gone
Don't forget what you've done (3x)
Just don't forget, no

Now look аround
So much to live for
Universe provides your happiness
Play with this sound
Of heart and believe more
All the good in you this crazy mess

When you've lost your peace of mind
And you don't know which way to go
It means that it's time to remind yourself about
Everything you can find (2x)
Oh, yes, you can find

Now look аround
So much to live for
Universe provides your happiness
Play with this sound
Of heart and believe more
All the good in you this crazy mess

It’s for you, daddy

Now look аround
So much to live for
Universe provides your happiness
Play with this sound
Of heart and believe more
All the good in you this f(L)ucking crazy mess

Make your own happiness
In this crazy mess

Author: Yulia Tyurina

Lyrics “Crazy Mess”: © Newtierra

Nation Dead

Take all that you need
Destroying world
It exists just to feed
Fool apish selfish god

The nation of the dead

Another silent night
And the brand new day
And in the sky sun shines so bright
To planet earth's decay

More than two thousand f(L)ucking years
We've been building a lie
That human is a capable and sage crown of creation
That’s why there are towns, wars and tears
And we can even fly
To keep on to live in this so fantastic foolish aberration

Take all that you need
Destroying world
It exists just to feed
Fool apish selfish god
Who named himself “human”
Inside his own head
In fact he just had done
The Nation of the Dead

We like to talk what’s good, what’s bad
But just not to do
By ourselves. Paradox of our po-faced nation
Spend our lives in the Internet
Like in the clever zoo
So I am sick of everybody in our scant imagination

Take all that you need
Destroying world
It exists just to feed
Fool apish selfish god
Who named himself “human”
Inside his own head
In fact he just had done
The Nation of the Dead

Oil and smut, poison rains
Falling out your toxic brains
Sludge beneath you, sludge up above
Can all this be, be, be, be, be enough?

Take all that you need
Destroying world
It exists just to feed
Fool apish selfish god
Who named himself “human”
Inside his own head
In fact he just had done
The Nation of the Dead

Author: Yulia Tyurina

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