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Inspiration my dear friend it´s been a while since we have met, the months have passed, a year is dead. Motivation my enemy, I watched out for you so desperately. You´ve killed my last good activities. It´s hard to find a way when you´re alone in the crowd. This city I live in is bringing me down ´cause I´m so sick of living a good life, so sick of routine as well. I’m so sick of money that’s not worth a bunch of shit. It all bores me to death.
Our whole lives are torn to shreds with a ridiculous growing demand for even more self-destructive sabotage. The spirit is a weak and forgetting junk while the body is a helpless boat, sailing in the darkest sea. Well it´s hard to find a way when you´re alone in the crowd. This world where I live is bringing me down ´cause I´m so sick of living a good life, so sick of routine as well. I’m so sick of money that’s not worth a bunch of shit. It all bores me to death.

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from Wasted Times Are Sinking Ships, released June 4, 2012

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