Electrobel

Description

pure elektropunk; my homemade vocals aren't that great, but with my cheap microphone it was the best I could do for the moment I guess. For those who don't understand what I sing and are interested (are there even people who think they fall under that category?), here are the lyrics:
face down, you're on your way to catastrophic thoughts, wear crowns, they lock you up and they won't turn around, you clown, forever captured in this endless sound, where's the gown, made for you to wed the chosen one//sick thoughts, but no one listens so just have a laugh, it's no fraude, mental activiteis can't be sold, leave me alone, so we can both develop equal souls, impossible, cause we don't know who's who anymore//it seems impossible to understand your cries, because we can't touch the silent borderlines//

it's about schizophrenia, you know, that syndrom that's pure fun when it is sitting next to you! dedicated to zatte hilde...

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