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The Boy Who Lives In The Attic
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A disastrous fusion of symbolism and realism controlled by an excessive grunge touch. A song too dark, yet its eventual message is brighter than a lonesome star in a pitch-black sky right before supernova.
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The Official Originator Of Grunge-Rap.
I'm the letters that alphabet never heard about, the words that the lines couldn't manage to gather, the lines that the verses failed to comprehend, the verses that no song would dare to embrace, the song that no pen would ever write down.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #583
Peak in subgenre #48
Author
Iphorill
Rights
Iphorill
Uploaded
February 03, 2013
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MP3 4.3 MB • 160 kbps • 3:47
Story behind the song
Can't tell... This is also another old song that I have never released before.
Lyrics
[Hook] I don't see the light, can you fix my eyes? I'm that boy who seeks to kill this vice. I can't feel my face with all the ice… Once upon a time in an attic lived the orphan Harry. A boy that looked ordinary, he used to often bury himself in pages of a dictionary ; sketching very nonvoluntary verbatim pictures looked rich in scary allusion; a fusion of illusion with realism. He concealed a rhythm of pain no one could feel it with him. His visions and decision were quite vicissitudinous till his persona turned from a bright innocent mood to lust; at night this isn't who you'd trust. He used to leave the attic after sunset to cause terror, grief and panic and come back to weave organic blankets made of female skin in that dark place with his sparked face lit by a prevailed grin he has never ever had any luminiferous days he was certain he was heading to doom in bitterest ways his darkness would soon deliver us rays of utter knowledge to demolish the school of life and any other garbage [Bridge] We are witnessing light and dark fully amalgamating… The beginning is over and now the finale is waiting… [Hook] I don't see the light, can you fix my eyes? I'm that boy who seeks to kill this vice. I can't feel my face with all the ice…
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