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Ephen Rian

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. Strike Me Deeply. Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. Strike my diep.
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See me standing there, sick and tired of trying. On a corner you will stop and you will take home. I want try to escape from. Right now, I'm cought

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. A Cry Gone Up (For A Falling Friend). Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. 'N geskreeu opgegaan (Vir' n Falling vriend).
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Tought by countless people, hammered into our heads. The message are still the same, they're just newly rephrased. Read between the lines, there's

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. Try To Record My Feelings And Die. Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. Probeer om my gevoelens te teken en te sterf.
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I'm just standing here at this cold place waiting for you to rescue my bleeding body from this pointless game. Please taste my blood. Please taste my

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. Watch The Skyline Bleed. Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. Watch Die Skyline Bleed.
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I hide my face in front of you. I'm scared when you look into my eyes. I hide my face in front of you. I'm scared when you look into my eyes. Release

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. With The Absence Of Mind. Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. Met die afwesigheid van die gees.
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The absence of mind, the absence of mind. I've scratched my knees, take a look at you and ask myself what have I done? With the absence of mind, I

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. Escape Of No Avail. Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. Ontsnapping van niks opgelewer nie.
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Everything reminds me of, of liberty. Of everything, getting desperate. Like a castaway trying to escape, it's useless. Desperation dominates, if you

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. Déjà-Vu Dreams. Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. Dejà-Vu Dreams.
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Fall asleep expecting dreams of feeling fine. Then I wake up because of sirens in my mind. I try to go out but it is not that late at night. And

Lirieke

Ephen Rian. The Special Referendum. Killed By The Flames. Ephen Rian. Die spesiale referendum. Vermoor deur die vlamme.
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Deep in contemplation we walk the streets with our heads and our spitits down. They've sold our wings so we can't reach the sky, by foot you can only

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