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Exo operator
04:06
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Exo operator
Suit up suit up check it get your head up.
for briefing info I need to team up.
Build up adrenaline without amfetamine,
a world of hurt by dirty medicine.
Extra extra read al the news.
Pump my muscle and drink my juice.
I’m coming in from parallel universe.
In my uniform make your bubble burst.
You're comin’ into my field.
And you’re tryin’ to stir around.
Through my shield.
You come down.
Aaaaah exo
Operator
Iiiiiiiiiiiii said so
Infiltrator
Wake up wake up check it
sneak behind up.
Mastermind faker designed to ruin up.
Suck up your expertise dont’ care who disagrees.
I’m comin to X ray white collar blood disease
Extra extra pass me the fuse.
I’m shortin the circuit and loose the screws.
I crack the quack and load for explode.
Grab my telephone and call for red code.
Your comin into my field.
And you’re tryin to stir around.
Through my shield.
You come down.
Aaaaah exo
Operator
Iiiiiiiiiiiii said so
Infiltrator
You're comin' into my field.
And you’re tryin to stir around.
Through my shield.
You come down.
Aaaaah exo
Operator
Iiiiiiiiiiiii said so
Infiltrator
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2. |
Guru
03:39
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Guru
Some people sell the steak, some the sizzle.
All this fried air comin out in a drizzle.
I’ve had my share of guru’s,
nothing to add to.
I hope some real shit finally pass through.
The wave and the particle just read an article.
Worldwide sweetness stick like a popsicle.
Simple rules go in, universe pops out.
I really just can’t believe why this turned out.
Hey! Talking all that jazz.
Hey! Your Ted talk’s too fast.
Hey! I Hear what you say.
Hey! I don’t play that way.
Hey! Your statement’s weak
Hey! It’s your intelligent speak.
Hey! Why you talk so Loud.
Hey! Can’t you see this frown.
Hear, hear, hear,
I hear you talk the talk.
Hear, hear, hear but
do you walk the walk.
Enlightened man is the man you don’t hear.
Talking about it insincere.
And sure as hell not makin’ money. Quacks they are and they sound funny.
How easy is ego slippin’ in.
Sell a book they’re dwellin’ in.
Maybe even before you wrote it.
There was a clown who could quote it
Hey! Talking all that jazz.
Hey! Your Ted talk’s too fast.
Hey! I Hear what you say.
Hey! I don’t play that way.
Hey! Your statement’s weak
Hey! It’s your intelligent speak.
Hey! Why you talk so Loud.
Hey! Can’t you see this frown.
Hear, hear, hear,
I hear you talk the talk.
Hear, hear, hear but
do you walk the walk.
How to get lucky in a manual.
Ain’t shit to me I’m an animal.
Toxicated and overated.
Widely spread and not debated.
Sound contemporary but it’s very ancient history and outdated, fabricated and concentrated.
I’m so glad I graduated!
Hey! Talking all that jazz.
Hey! Your Ted talk’s too fast.
Hey! I Hear what you say.
Hey! I don’t play that way.
Hey! Your statement’s weak
Hey! It’s your intelligent speak.
Hey! Why you talk so Loud.
Hey! Can’t you see this frown.
Hear, hear, hear,
I hear you talk the talk.
Hear, hear, hear but
do you walk the walk.
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3. |
Mass overload
04:44
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Mass overload
I wanna flee oversea and go away.
Take a ship and fly lightyears away.
I’m on a roll, outta control, nothing I said.
But I’m killing the noise inside my head.
Cosmic stroll takin' a toll breaking the mold.
I have a secret, I ain’t told you yet.
Havin a hunch, taking a punch, functions out.
I’m rudderless my computer’s off route.
Vast expanse travel in a trance.
Cosmic particles doin’ a dance.
Galactic stroll out is here to roll out.
This great empty is full of compound.
Intertwined but it looks aligned.
There’s a problem that I can’t find.
Cable check but I guess I’m doomed.
Nothing here but gas and fume.
Lift the hatc, check the batch, nothing’s hatched.
I got a feeling I can’t get anywhere.
It starts to loom, seal the room, heal the wound.
I wanna do nothing and I don't care.
I got stuck, out of luck, hit a rock.
Noise in my hull and it won’t stop.
Arching up, curling back, got a smack.
All my liquid just dried up like that.
Out here there’s nothing to see.
Picking up all this debree.
It weighs me down unevenly.
and you really can’t get to me.
Mass overload! mass overload! mass overload!
Can’t take it, can’t hold!
What do you know, what do you know, what do you know
I got a problem that I can’t show.
Mass overload! mass overload! mass overload!
Can’t take it, can’t hold.
What do you know, what do you know, what do you know
I got a problem that I can’t show.
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4. |
Shapeshifter
05:01
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Shapeshifter
Hybrid creature hybrid creature
Cut in half but half the features
Juxtaposed in two dimensions
Happy face with wrong intentions
In the limelight got wise in hindsight
In the lyin cellar, happy dream
dweller
Sayin' this and doin' so
Fucked me up I lose control!
Look into the twisted past
Duality ain't build to last
Need to shift and shape as expected
Even if some hearts get wrecked and..
Deny some guilt till pays get checked.
The lie that built, a heartattack
Deny some guilt till pays get checked
Deny some guilt Deny some guilt
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Be the yoyo or shoot the gift
Shiftin shape and shapin shift
See the truth and mind gets raped
I know what's up it's all on tape
Awakening of dark and terror
Killin' in your dream ain't error
Fillin in the blanks is crucial
Catch the shifter very brutal
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
In your face, but out of sight
Killin virus it just might
Genetic failure, brain disfunction.
Body morphed in reproduction
What the heck this fact got checked
Monstrous act, monstrous act!
Innocent baby got bruised
Spat the news got me confused
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
Nothing is real, Nothing is real
Nothing is real to me
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5. |
Destruction
03:42
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Destruction
Out on the surface I’m playing my game.
But inside my house I’m not doing the same.
Secrets I’m keeping they weigh on my heart.
Battery’s draining it sets me apart.
I’m closing my curtains not saying goodbye.
I’ see them coming from the corner of my eye.
Friends call me up they say do what you can.
I’m takin advice but don’t act as they plan.
De-struction
Dis-function
De-struction
This, function
Down in a hole and I can’t get a job.
Losing a friend could have triggered a start.
Of decline and misery and turmoil in brain.
It’s wearing me down and I can’t get sane.
I’m making shit up, as I go along.
Pretending I’m fine when I’m really not strong.
What can I do my surroundings they bring.
Bills stacking up I’m not doin a thing.
De-struction
Dis-function
De-struction
This, function
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SUNBORNE Drachten, Netherlands
Sunborne is actually not from here. They are stored, screwed open and outpoured from a far distant breeding star. As cosmic intruders they invade with a punky spacerock mix and energetic lyrics.
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