Lyrics:
mind at all
I've been warned but I don't mind at all
I love Surrealism it counts
When it starts to melt i love it all, all
Bring your world of dreams
no-one on my team
I'm a lone wolf, goddamn it!
Staying single was the scheme, yeah!
Living like this is so crazy
Lately, surrealism's fading
'Cause I work
absurd
Surrealism's gift, no one's ever heard
Surreal, surreal, where dreams collide
In this twisted holiday, we'll take a dark ride
In the realm
Surrealism painting pics in my Head
Rather see the images than the Voices I dread
Little voice I hear inside that keeps Me wishing that I was dead
My
Sensacional
Cultural
Fenomenal
Tropical
Sensacional
Cultural
Fenomenal
Lyrics by Thalma de Freitas
© 2018 Greenflash Publishing, LLC
Tropical Surrealism
like you are everywhere
We call it dream but
It's like so real
Like so real
Like surrealism
It's two different type of reality
That we have everyday
But
Song of the abs
When the stars align
The highest one
Full of love
Summons me
Mystical creature of light
To whom i seek
Dream surrealism
This night
Still Lifes are so vivid, it's uncomfortable
And his Surrealism's more life-like than a Constable
Even his functional Works are beautiful
Just look
conversation's been about the innocence that it's
The ups and downs and endless fights, the silent surrealism's every night
Is it the calm before the storm? Is it
the
Grand tribute
When they
Scatter the ashes
So Van Dercar
And Salvador
Surrealism's
An open door
Ritual submission
Ritual ritual
to the throat
Surrealism silenced the voice
But what is left to say?
And all I can think is thank you for your time
As I reflect with pain
Locked
Stitches in
in a way I was introduced to a special local form of surrealism at an early age and so there was always a question in my mind about what's actually
sex n' Buddha n' 714s 45s eight billion people Jesus
Krishna n' everybody n' rock and roll surrealism everything
Everything everything everything!
to the throat
Surrealism silenced the voice
But what is left to say?
And all I can think is thank you for your time
As I reflect with pain
Locked
Stitches in
and steel
It makes me proud to shout out loud that all these things are real
There's no such thing as surrealism
There's no such thing as soul
There's no
Waiting at
The train station
A pool of blood
Red, illuminated
Surrealism
Turns into realism
This isn't fiction, a strange truth
That holds
Might be somewhere in my chest
But I'm high so my judgment it ain't the best
Twisted imagination been defacing every trace of reality
Surrealism melting
Wishing for unit
I'm just here to fucking send it on home
As we're here in this hollow bio dome
I'm so ethereal, you're just a bipedal
Take your surrealism
business
How you get by
Whispers, laughs, yawns and shout-outs
Trance in house and surrealism outside
Keeping a peaceful state of mind
When everything falls
world comes to a halt, I hope we find peace
This piece of mine gives me peace of mind
The art of surrealism gave me a way out in these hard times
Stick
The surrealism every day became reality
Couldn't get out the fucking scene
Couldn't let out a fucking scream
Couldn't drop out of arguments
That had nothing to do
Dada, surrealism med dröm om nåt nytt
Det kom jazz, modernism och än mera ism
Men sen kom ett krig, ett ovanligt grymt
Allting åter i grus
Vi börja
read, you learn
You teach, you think
Is this the truth or just a blur?
Blasphemy, devotion
Where does this come from?
Surrealism, fanatism
Do they cross
I see him in the depth of history
With power and mystery, where's he's free
I see him in the pages of a book
Surrealism look, the earth shook
When
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