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DJ-Lion -Л.Е.В. Melancholy

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Blue devils perch on my shoulders, they’re heavy and low
‎Dragging me down, making random-born speeches slow
‎The world outside is a campfire of stars that went cold and died
‎I would have thrown it to hell, but I chose to stay inside
‎They say up above there is only gray gas and cold stone
‎But I can see [pause] everyone’s sleeping out there all alone

‎The universe isn't a scattering of rocks in the night
‎It is a cluster of people, both distant and bright
‎We gather in constellations to warm up our shivering souls
‎When the blue devils’ claws touch our hearts and take their tolls
‎Someone’s a permanent outcast, whose orbit is silence and fear
‎Someone’s a trustworthy satellite, holding the darkness near

‎Friends they're parading in nowhere, so far and so deep
‎Like ripples on dark, frozen water that never will sleep
‎We wound one another in heat of the insults we cast
‎And love through forgiving the ones who hold loyalty fast
‎Let devils keep whispering space is too harsh and too grand
‎We are the stars made of gestures and words in the sand

‎No answers are sought in this void, we just look for our kind
‎Mirroring eyes, splitting verses we both leave behind
‎Let planets go dark, if we’re left in the desert alone
‎It only matters for whom your warm rain will be prone

‎The universe isn't a scattering of rocks in the night
‎It is a cluster of people, both distant and bright
‎We gather in constellations to warm up our shivering souls
‎When the blue devils’ claws touch our hearts and take their tolls
‎Someone’s a permanent outcast, whose orbit is silence and fear
‎Someone’s a trustworthy satellite, holding the darkness near


‎The universe isn't a scattering of rocks in the night
‎It is a cluster of people, both distant and bright
‎We gather in constellations to warm up our shivering souls
‎When the blue devils’ claws touch our hearts and take their tolls
‎Someone’s a permanent outcast, whose orbit is silence and fear
‎Someone’s a trustworthy satellite, holding the darkness near

‎Shake those blue devils off your shoulders
‎Can you hear it?
‎It's just the pulse of the constellations
‎It's just us

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