Artist: Cassino
Song: Platano

I've got these hands and I've got some oxygen.
I just don't know what to do with it.
Brandy tricked and treats the knees
And I fell for it.
Somehow, they say,
This doll will sway and swing between the universe and me.
We'll spend our days fast and gray
Trying not to drink the sea.
We're so stout and double faced,
Becoming prophets everyday
With a gospel of how we grooved
And all the breath that it removed.
The rebellion is over
The colors are much bolder
And the emperor's new clothes sag.

I'll try my best, I'll make it fit
But the more it grinds the worse it gets.
I watch it shake my hold of it
But the more it runs the more tired I get.

Take all of space, the earth and how it tastes.
I never loved it anyways.
We fought the rain with the heaviest chains
Hoping to drown or float away.
Everything you could have been
Has been rebuilt with gauze and tin.
What I want is just to get on.
And never get off
Never move on.
I don’t have a single cell to pawn to the tricks the devil trips us on.

I'll try my best, I'll make it fit
But the more it grinds the worse it gets.
I watch it shake my hold of it
But the more it runs the more tired I get.

We arm this room
And get left in empty tombs
As the invisible break through
Screaming I know how to make this easier.
I can make it easier
I can make it easier
I can make it... 

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