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Trippy & Tricky

by Jan Felipe

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I am sorry. I am late. How’s it going? How’s everything? I brought, just in case, My guitar and seven blades. The trip has started It will be long. The train is fast The land unknown. But the wind is soft The pain is gone. We will continue I’m not alone. At night we all went Blindfolded by our will. Glad to be awake We lost all fear. The trip has started It will be long. The train is fast The land unknown. But the wind is soft The pain is gone. We will continue I’m not alone.
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Pingo 03:23
Meio é muito bom. Todo já é demais. Eu sei o que te faz Bem. Amo imaginar. Almas em pleno amar. Sobrenatural. Amo. Ah eu vou pingar um doce no açúcar. Ah eu vou pingar um doce no açúcar. Ah eu vou pingar. Selva eu vejo aqui. Verde, mil javalis. Rosas, elefantes, Rosas. Folhas em formato oval, Nuvens em vez de chão. Flores no meu pulmão, Flores. Ah eu vou pingar um doce no açúcar. Ah eu vou pingar um doce no açúcar. Ah eu vou pingar. Lembra do Festival? Água que não faz mal. The sky is all around. The sky. Durmo no seu colar. Vivo no seu radar. Morro de tanto amar, Morro.
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Detalhes 03:49
Da calçada ao litoral, Do futuro ao tempo atrás. Eu não lembro o que vivi. Eu esqueço o que senti. Do momento em que nasci Ao instante em que irei Meu desejo nunca é meu, É reflexo do que sei. Não há trama aqui. Os detalhes, perdi. Todo dia é sempre igual Sonho bem, mas vejo mal. A rotina me traz a paz Que me falta no prazer. Do momento em que corri Ao instante em que parei Os problemas eu distorci. As mudanças apaguei. E como eu sei me acomodar Não há momento, o que buscar O que faço nunca é meu É o fim do que não sei. Não há trama aqui. Os detalhes, perdi.
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Cold & Hot 02:59
You’re after me You bit and run And never let me be You’re after me But I am gone already disappeared You wanna drink my tears I wanna see you dead Know that I’m hiding somewhere You’re not allowed to land Is it Spain? Is it here? Is it Mars? Where are we? I’m after you dear And I’m crawling where you cannot see I’m Staying cool I’m having fun with you I’ll let you bleed You wanna spill my drink Put fire in my head And you stay hidden somewhere I cannot hear you sing. Is it France? Is it here? Is it Mars? Where are we? You’re getting hot. We are having fun Don’t get too cold. We have just begun. You’re getting close. Can you hear me run? Don’t leave so soon. We are having fun. I’m running fast I’m seeing things that you would not believe You jump in me You hit and smile Oh no I won’t reveal The signs behind my trail Its seven kinds of blue I’m hearing voices you know And they are here for you Is it blame? Is it fear? Is it right? Where are we? But I can hear you walking far away Cracking your hands I wanna scream to you The only way you’ll understand You keep me on your brain Cause I can feel the bliss the little sketch of all things you always failed to breath Is it pain? Is it here? Is it mars? Where are we?
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Sometimes I make a mistake. I slip, I lose my way. I try and fail everyday. What if Mistakes is Beautiful? Mistakes is Beautiful? It’s peace in troubled times. Completion before it starts. The chaos, inside your heart. Mistakes Is Beautiful Mistakes Is Beautiful Am I right? Am I wrong? Can I go? Are we done? I found it, but I am lost. Confusion, dance and dust. I see it but I can’t talk. Mistakes Is Beautiful Mistakes Is Beautiful It’s fire, melting lies. Warm feelings buried in ice. I sweep it, but it comes back. Isn’t it Beautiful? Isn’t it Beautiful? Am I right? Am I wrong? I’ll wait. For how long?
6.
Riso, beleza. E repetição. Férias, ausência de preocupação. Blecaute atrás do amor. Sol, céu azul, muito fofo estou. Se quero o meu dinheiro o jeito é sorrir, é fingir. Pose, leveza, conforto, mansão. Perto do lago, da luz, da benção. Ostenta a gratidão! Todas as ruas para a negação. Como é bom, tranquilo aqui, Calmo, suave como se explodir. Oito mil horas da mesma emoção. Sete estilos, pés longe do chão. Blecaute atrás do amor. Sol, céu azul, muito fofo estou. Se quero o meu dinheiro o jeito é sorrir, é fingir. Blecaute atrás do amor. Sol, céu azul, muito fofo estou. Se quero o meu dinheiro o jeito é sorrir, é fingir.
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Mood 03:23
I feel like a fly I feel like a trick That's not freedom. I feel like a train I feel like a priest That's not freedom. I feel like a plane I feel like a beast That's not freedom. I feel like a friend I feel like you mean it That's not freedom. I feel like a rock I feel like a pig That's not freedom. I feel my guitar I feel like a muffin That's not freedom. I feel like a tank I feel like a nun That's not freedom. It feels like a game It feels so awesome That's not freedom. It Isn't what you think no.
8.
L'Ennui 03:23
Samedi, premier jour du mois. Lundi ou peut-être pas. Minuit caresse ton regard. Tu glisses puis t’allonges dans le noir. Lumière sur tes long cheveux. Devant l’écran lumineux. Mardi on dessine une croix. Jeudi passe en un éclat. Des voix à l'étage en bas. Des chants, dans la cour le soir. Destin de tous malheureux. En-dessous ils sont plus nombreux. Dimanche loin des étendues. Des plaines et des visages nus. J’entend pas si loin la-bas. Suspense, colère, grands débats. Demain on sera surement mieux. L’ennui sera notre aveu.
9.
Não tem motivo para ser e assim será. Benção maldita, luz confusa, vibra, vive em contradição. No fim do tempo acontece o que não será. No fim da forma não existe nada, Só há agitação. Uma altura também é o seu precipício. E todo ódio se ilumina, cresce, canta, com falta de amor. Ponto como reflexão de alguma curva O relato do que foi, existe vago, não tem precisão. Days in the lab.
10.
Prada, Hermès, Gucci. We don’t need all that shit. How stupid can you be If you need all that shit? Damn that. What a shame. In a certain way God is ashamed. To have come up with this twisted world. Come on people fight it. It’s absurd. Channel, Dior, Cartier. Will make you feel like a Golden cockroach maybe. If you need all that shit. My Gosh, what a world. In a certain way earth is afraid. To have come up with this raging beast. All-you-can-buy-for-more-power, please. You don’t believe in me I don’t believe in you Maybe we cannot see What is in front of we. Damn that. What a shame. In a certain way I feel depraved. To live in this world this hot mess. Come on people fight it. Read and guess. Fuck off. Fake Love. Humanity has a bad job. Lovers, must go. Capitalism takes all. Stop buying stuff you don't need.

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released March 27, 2020

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Cantor, compositor e guitarrista, faz uma mistura de Rock, Trip-hop, Folk e MPB, produzindo suas próprias músicas.

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