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young knives - dissolution كلمات الأغنية

oh dear, did you see the latest line up?
they all look so confused
but i suppose it’s not entirely their fault, is it?
i’ll explain:

i must object to the current received wisdom
and the modern social system
championing the individual’s bodies and minds, existence in time
both are just projections of an ego in rejection
and in this dream, as real as it seems
the scarcity fallacy makes up the clear majority
of thoughts in our heads, are we better off dеad?
but you’ll see it so much clearer when you banish past and futurе

at your dissolution (hey)
dissolution (ho)
dissolution, it’s all you need

why are we still putting up with it?
isn’t it obvious they’re the worst roommates ever?
if you still aren’t sure
let me see if i can put some more meat on the bones:

we are led to believe
that there is always something more that we need
and how to satiate it?
we must get our hands on it
then we would find that we had peace of mind
miracle of miracles, but now consult the oracles
who say if you train your mind to need more time
you’ll forever be left wanting
because you’re always missing now
that way insanity lies
you want to give that a try?
this perception of duality obscures the true eternity of
dissolution
dissolution
dissolution, it’s all you need
dissolution
dissolution
dissolution, it’s all you need

start
on an empty train
on an abandoned track
no destination
no way back
denying the purpose
and defying the pull
we are the irritated
and the guilty parties

(more and more) the maps deleted
(a thought emerges) and the cancelled stars
(held together) we’re the local idiots
(by the churning) and the second_hand cars
(of the thinker) the reduced isle armies
(who did thought it) and the lay_by loves
(planted it) we are the mirror dodgers
(and kept it watered) and the neurodivergent
(raw behinds) the dietary requirements
(and blood shot eyeb_lls) the ill at ease
(soaked in sweat) the keyboard warriors
(a modern marvel) the old, the sick and the diseased
no pain, no pleasure
no pain, no pleasure
no pain, no pleasure

there is a field, i’ll meet you there

- young knives

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