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"Underpass to Isolation"[Dark-Elektro-Wave]Duettv-Fi
Atmospheric Dark-Wave,cyberpunk, Futurepop influences,house, long cold shimmering synth pads, bright but melancholic arpeggios, deep layered textures, emotional male vocals with light distortion, mature deep female backing,dark and beautiful, raw lyrics with atmospheric production,Filmmusik
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Underpass to Isolation
Underpass, we move faster
Our shoes are clattering...
Or is that our teeth?
Key in hand
Breathing slows down
We run to the stairs
Neon tubes vibrating
It stinks of human excrement
Used cutlery on the floor
Choice..... gone
Distributed
Nightmares
It’s not silverware
Only the spoon has to be heat-resistant
Ready for the shot
Full blast the chemistry
Your filters are switched off
Cell walls imploding
Habit effects
The dosage gets adjusted
So you notice anything at all
Roughened Soul!
We’re drowning in the pull of the tides
Image swap of the optimized humanoids
We’re desperately searching for love
and losing our last grip in the process
Roughened Soul!
Prohibition signs?
We just ignore them
Online dating – the new term for leftover fucking
Heart broken, soul on sale
And no one notices, ‘cause everyone’s doing the same
Doors with real keys
Wrigley’s chewing gum
Corded phone
Walkman on the tram
No waste separation
Bottle deposit
Brainwashed compulsion!
Fix whatever…
is broken
Except broken hearts
Name your price!
Calculated risk:
Ah, nothing much....
Just dying....in installments...
And leaving nothing
To anyone…
Except guilt!
No warning labels on grub
Prohibition signs on everything and everyone
Fake labels
Invented prices
Bought shit for expensive money
Unbearable lies
Forged certificates
And nowhere an EMERGENCY EXIT!
Roughened Souls!
We’re drowning… we’re losing…
In the silence of the night
Behind doors made of glass
Between lies and fairy tales
She floats above the insignificance of her own existence
Who does she want to be angry at?
At herself and her tiny wishes
That never came true
No warning
No premonition
No oracle
Roughened Souls!
We’re drowning… we’re losing…
Are we addicted
Are we willing
Are we weak
Are we blind
Are we mommy’s boys
Are we bitter feminists
All sinners to the wall!
Numb your senses
Or pull the plug yourself…
Roughened Souls
Underpass
Are you looking for something?
You’ll only find:
Isolation
Isolation