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Pretty As A Picture
03:54
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Reckless, quite cool
Your aesthetic, no fool
All the parties you attend and
All the clothes you pretend
Needless to say
All your partners are the best
Don’t like the rest
you're the best of best
And you know why? cause you’re so…
Cool and I can’t buy it, ‘cause you’re so
Nice, you can’t deny it
Cause you’re pretty as a picture
Cause you’re so pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty
Cause you’re so…
Cool and I can’t buy it, ‘cause you’re so
Nice, you can’t deny it
Cause you’re pretty as a picture
Cause you’re so pretty as a picture
Reckless tools
Act cool
Don’t tell the truth
Don’t look back
And you know why? cause you’re so…
Cool and I can’t buy it, ‘cause you’re so
Nice, you can’t deny it
Cause you’re pretty as a picture
Cause you’re so pretty as a picture
Cause you’re so…
All you beauty (I can’t feel it)
All you books (I cannot read ‘em)
All you lies (I can’t breath ‘em)
All you mind (is full of ads)
Ah… full of ads
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2. |
Always Gettin' High
04:13
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Bring it all back to the floor, nana
Put your pose down on the lesser law
Bring it all back to the floor, nana
Bring it all, bring it all, bring it nana
Bring it all, (don’t you ever?)
to the floor (always gettin’ high)
Bring it all, (don’t you ever?)
to the floor (always gettin’ high)
Don’t you ever to stop to think about (it)
I’m always gettin’ high on the satire and say
Don’t you ever to stop to think about (it)
I’m always gettin’ high on the satire and say
Don’t you ever stop to (always gettin’ high on)
Don’t you ever stop to (always gettin’ high on)
Don’t you ever stop to (always gettin’ high on)
Don’t you ever stop to (always gettin’ high on)
Don’t you ever to stop to think about (it)
I’m always gettin’ high on the satire and say
Don’t you ever to stop to think about (it)
I’m always gettin’ high on the satire and say
Don’t you ever to stop to think about (it)
I’m always gettin’ always gettin’ always gettin’ high
Bring it down, bring it down, bring it
Don’t you ever stop to think
Don’t you ever stop to think
Don’t you ever stop to think
Don’t you ever stop
to think
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3. |
Hate Is Now My Uniform
03:46
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All see is software
All see is hardware
And its stealing all my life and I can’t complain
Stealing all my life and I can’t complain
Back to back to see what I’ve been missing
Back to back to feel that hate is now my uniform
I said “my uniform”
On and on
On and on
On and on
On and on
On and on I’ve been hating
On and on I’ve been missing
Lots of lots of things
I’m never happy with
Rough boy, rough boy, call it a plague
Don’t complain
Kill my lungs and hide my hands
Kill my lungs and hide my hands
I just wanna sleep again and again, yeah
On and on I’ve been hating
On and on I’ve been missing
Lots of lots of things
I’m never happy with
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4. |
I Cannot Feel Enough
03:40
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s it really pleasure, boy?
Is it really pleasure? ‘cause it feels a leisure
Swung your tongue, I don’t wanna feel alone
‘cause boy you know I’m a liar
A liar (I cannot, I cannot)
A liar (I cannot, I cannot)
A liar (I cannot, I cannot)
A liar (I cannot, I cannot)
I cannot, I cannot feel enough
I don’t know what I’m playing
I don’t know why I’m playing, yeah
I’ve got a wall inside my body
All see is lies and it feels a leisure
Crawl your tongue, I don’t wanna feel nothing
‘cause boy you know I’m a liar
I cannot, I cannot feel enough
I cannot, I cannot feel enough
I cannot, I cannot feel enough
I cannot, I cannot feel enough
I don’t know why I’m playing, yeah
I don’t know why I’m playing, yeah
I don’t know why I’m playing, yeah
I don’t know why I’m playing, yeah
I cannot, I cannot feel enough
I don’t know what I’m playing
I don’t know why I’m playing, yeah
I cannot feel enough
I cannot feel enough
I cannot feel enough
I cannot feel enough
I don’t know why I’m playing, yeah
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5. |
Adónde esta el amor
04:20
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No te puedo decir
adónde está el amor
Ahi esta, ahi esta
Sometimes when I think of you I get a
little bit dizzy, a little bit hazy about the
things that we’re going through
would we ever, ever push through?
And when we finally get to know each other
Would everything end up like another
bad memory?
No te puedo decir
adónde está el amor
Ahi esta, ahi esta
Sometimes when I talk to you I get a
little bit cheerful, a little bit frightened about the
things that we’re going through
oftentimes I don’t know what to do
And when we finally get to know each other
Would everything end up like another
bad memory?
No te puedo decir
adónde está el amor
Ahi esta, ahi esta
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6. |
Possessed
03:45
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Under this mess
I’ve become possessed
And I can’t get up
And I can’t get out
And it’s not the same
And it feels so lame
To get undressed being this mess
Time has come to, time has come to
Time has come to, time has come to
Time has come to, time has come to
Time has come to free my mind
Time has come to free my mind
For it was hanging upside down
Let there to dry, let there to die
You know I see that in your eye
My mind
Couldn’t get pass
This whole mess
I’ve become possessed, possessed
And everytime I cry
Feels like a million knives
Deep down inside
Time has come to, time has come to
Time has come to, time has come to
Time has come to, time has come to
Time has come to free my mind
Time has come to free my mind
For it was hanging upside down
Let there to dry, let there to die
You know I see that in your eye
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Heavy rubber is what I need
Full black leather through my teeth
Kick my groin, lick my ear
Fuck me right, right in the ass
Fuck me right, right in the ass
Got to have your love
A big black flogger is what I need
Lot of face sitting indeed
Wrap your hands around my neck
And beat me I’m the one to blame
Don’t waste my time
Don’t waste my time
Don’t waste my time
Don’t waste my time
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Anakta Berlin, Germany
Anakta is a musician, producer, singer and songwriter based in Berlin.
His sound draws
heavily on punk, gabber, rave, juke, latin american music and other genres in order to create a sometimes intense, sometimes lush atmosphere.
photo by Juan Bermejo
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