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Sun Still Shining
04:33
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Sun Still Shining.
The sun stopped shining,
and my heart burned out.
The day He stopped rising,
When our star burned out.
When the sun stops rising,
and our star burns out.
Still we live here crying,
a bit broken no doubt.
Because our sons will stop rising,
But live in the clouds.
There`s no use denying,
that their star still shines.
Why our son stopped rising?
Took his not mine?
God it`s hard to stop crying,
for their presence here.
As we live here dying,
but pick up your tears.
Because the sun`s still rising,
and our star still shines.
We would all be lying,
saying it aint tough sometimes.
Our sun still rising,
but lives in the clouds.
Because the sun stopped shinning,
and my heart burned out.
The day he stopped rising,
when our star burned out.
When the sun stops rising,
and our star burns out.
Still we live here crying,
a bit broken no doubt.
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Pre-Pubescent Wastoid
05:56
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PrePubescent Wasteoid
Eyes of purple, eyes of blue,
the color of the pain I inflict on you.
This cant be love,
its half anger and half rage.
Fists of stone paint you black and blue,
I do these things because you force me to,
there`s a darkness in me that we cant deny.
Guess Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
though no-one but you love can see.
I know Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
The shadow of the man I used to be.
You fell in love with a broken man,
Pieces cant be stuck together again.
Wish what you like, it may never come true,
by the time Im done, You`ll be broken too.
I`ll hurt you in ways you never thought before,
I`ll cut you down right to the core.
Give you my love and take it away,
youre just a pawn in the games I play.
Guess Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
though no-one but you love can see.
I know Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
The shadow of the man I used to be.
You say you love me, I know the truth,
I say over and over while I scream abuse.
I`ll Make you afraid of how I really feel,
there are some scars love, that may never heal.
Small drops run scarlet down your chin,
a mangled bird in my house of sin.
Toxic love mixed with vengeful hate,
I`ll make you pay for my mistakes.
Guess Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
though no-one but you love can see.
I know Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
The shadow of the man I used to be.
Guess Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
though no-one but you love can see.
I know Im just a PrePubescent Wasteoid,
The shadow of the man I used to be.
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Love Is
04:50
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The Melancholia Band Pretoria, South Africa
The Melancholia Band is a South-African spawned rock band that was formed in November 2019 by front man Ozzy
Smith.
Ozzy Smith is a veteran of the KZN rock scene. He writes, composes, records, produces all the material for the band.
The music we create is inspired by true crime stories, psychology studies, criminology and the dark side of human nature. Our music has a deep, dark & poetic sound.
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