Hitwood - Orrido (feat. Carlos Timaure)

Time, the last storm hit up for last time
The scorn in us our lost time
Last calling now for lost time
Feel stormy void around

Feel this anxious breath
They have done that to me
When you realize what this actually is
It will be too late for me

Go down in hell with me
Experience what I feel
Beside me only in good times
Leave me again when I'm about to die

There are no comfort here
There are no comfort here
I want to escape from this scheme
No way to be free here
No way to be free here
Create my own blessings

My past haunts me
Calling me back
You calling me stranger
You calling me mad
Oh, I just need to isolate
Cause I'm in danger 'till I'm there

Everytime I just see
Their looks rapt from screens
Cold lights tan their skins
All Tamed by their portable slot machines

Send down in hell this scheme
No way out from here
Machines constantly stole our time
Wake me up when this trend was about to done

They seems to enjoy every moment but they lie
They ruins our perception of life
Their time taken by insignificance
We ruin our life, we ruin our minds

There are no comfort here
There are no comfort here
I want to escape from this feel
No way to be free here
No way to be free here
Create my own blessings

My past haunts me
Calling me back
You calling me stranger
You calling me mad
Oh I just need to isolate
Cause I'm in danger 'till I'm there

What about our consequences
Spend our lives in ignorance
No more battle for independence
Dominated by artificial intelligence
They trace our habits
When you will realize this
No one behind the screen
Will wipe your tears

Time, the last storm hit up for last time
The scorn in us our lost time
Last calling now for lost time
Feel stormy void around

Time, the last storm hit up for last time
The scorn in us our lost time
Last calling now for lost time
Feel stormy void around

Written by:
Antonio Boccellari

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