Brocilo Restoration - laughtrack
Spill no unnecessary hemoglobinNew blades of grass kissed raw red beneath the roses
The machine that's vital to our survival is killing us
Even this is just a meaningless finger in the dust
Where to go when you don't trust the leadership
Spill only the necessary hemoglobin
They shake hands, stake lands and close what once was open
The Cerberus that perverted us left things uncertain thus
we deserted our first versions under the virgin dusk
Still hard to tell what this all means huh
Pitching down the dark Autoput Bratstva Jedinstva
We splintered around the Balkan's and adjacent
6 months of wandering in my nascent
Preadolescent stage with stage actors keeping paces
Hot tears in a stocked fridge when meeting up later seeming okay still
Hot tears in a stocked fridge, "is this all ours?"
A long hair standing in withering fall hours
Won't believe the journey I was on
Life at the mercy of luck and the driver's own
It took a lot, looking back
Forgotten things I shouldn't have
I learned so much, I took a bag
I took a peek, couldn't grasp
Who even is this freaking person
At one point I was speaking German
Flash back to journeys uncertain
Laugh tracked for an easy serving
We made it out, we made it free
At times I'd not necessarily agree
But here we are, the clouds clear up
Staring dogs in the mirror
Written by:
Dragan Brocilo
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