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Dichotomies, Kate Chipana
In this life walking in circles, exhausted of being so lost
I keep losing my mind, living for getting things
And forgetting who I am, my soul is scrawling searching after coherence
A balance that has been lost, a broken harmony away from love
(a balance has lost its natural harmonious state of love)
You and I in this superficial lie that we call love
Acting like young cannibals that every time want more
Junkies waiting for their daily dose to fill their empty minds
Till they get sick of their lives, till they get sick of themselves
As domestic violence begins
So confusing this life, sometimes I don´t even know who I am
But I am still willing to learn about this secret kept in the air
This injury deep in my heart is leading me through the nights
And if you come with me, maybe we both can find out what this means
If I let you look inside me will you tell what you really see?
Designing paths to get out of this labyrinth we´re living in (now)
Poor me, feeling so lonely supposing I’m apart from the rest
Victimizing myself under systematized dichotomies like:
A woman depends on a man, like culture dominates over nature
the human is the only conscious creature cause animals don´t understand
(if animals have no intelligence, they even deserve no respect)
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Title Dichotomies
Dichotomies, Kate Chipana
In this life walking in circles, exhausted of being so lost
I keep losing my mind, living for getting things
And forgetting who I am, my soul is scrawling searching after coherence
A balance that has been lost, a broken harmony away from love
(a balance has lost its natural harmonious state of love)
You and I in this superficial lie that we call love
Acting like young cannibals that every time want more
Junkies waiting for their daily dose to fill their empty minds
Till they get sick of their lives, till they get sick of themselves
As domestic violence begins
So confusing this life, sometimes I don´t even know who I am
But I am still willing to learn about this secret kept in the air
This injury deep in my heart is leading me through the nights
And if you come with me, maybe we both can find out what this means
If I let you look inside me will you tell what you really see?
Designing paths to get out of this labyrinth we´re living in (now)
Poor me, feeling so lonely supposing I’m apart from the rest
Victimizing myself under systematized dichotomies like:
A woman depends on a man, like culture dominates over nature
the human is the only conscious creature cause animals don´t understand
(if animals have no intelligence, they even deserve no respect)
Work type Music
Tags canción guitarra y voz grabada en acústico, estilo: folk
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Entry date Apr 14, 2017, 3:34 PM UTC
License Creative Commons Attribution 4.0
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