By playing with a word that reminds us of our need to breathe, OXYgen pictures with heavy sounds the search for love and salvation in powder and pills. It tries to put in music the downward spiral into drug addiction, the subtlest form of slavery. Jakov Burov translated the TMAS lyrics into a strong visual content, depicting the rapid descent to hell of who weakly surrenders to such disposable chemical heavens.
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LYRICS:
Gently push down on powdered resistance, controlled shatter, thoughts scatter
Stirring, heating, burning
Smells like sugar, sweet saccharine saviour
Rolling fabrics, stretching rubber
Stinging wound, the bite forgotten
Fires caress you, let venom possess you
Ride the wave that comes to rescue
They wake from tangled dreams
Threads and strands that weave
Life, death or anything in between
Don’t sleep, fulfill your needs
No pain, can’t feel the cold
Grow in this town like mould
Line the streets with souls
Levitate through crowds that fold
An empty husk, your unpaid debt
Lift your head up
Find your next fix
Autopilot roam the streets
Runs on empty, never eats
Sharp cheeks and vacant eyes
Dull skin and scrawny thighs
Hair flat with oil and grime
Through the crowd your gaze meets mine
I know your kind
And I think that you know mine
Life by proxy breathe that OXY
Feel the pavement, walk your own way
On assignment, normal workday
Money maker, your protection
Your crumbling face shows my reflection
One, two, lighter, spoon
Me first then I’ll do you
Perfect stranger
Perfect storm
Ships in the night
No one aboard
Broken bodies
Underground
A zombie workforce that would never slow down
E.R church pews & white coat priests
Note pad bible
Trinity
I know your kind
And I think that you know mine
Life by proxy breathe that OXYgen
You don’t say where you came from
Could you ever really know?
How did you even get here?
WTF
Where’d it go wrong?
Gently push down on powdered resistance, controlled shatter, thoughts scatter
Stirring, heating, burning
Smells like sugar, sweet saccharine saviour
I know your kind
And I think that you know mine
Life by proxy breathe that OXYgen
