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Yuki, AKA Dj Prisma TBFKA Museum
PLAYLIST:
HERELDEDUKE - DUBSTEP SNOWMAN (WALKING IN THE AIR RMX) (Lyrics) MADNESS – INANITY OVER CHRISTMAS (Lyrics) THE BEACH BOYS – BLUE CHRISTMAS (Lyrics) LOUIS ARMSTRONG – HERE IS MY HEART FOR CHRISTMAS (Lyrics) LEE ROGERS – YOU DON’T HAVE TO WAIT TILL CHRISTMAS BOB MARLEY & THE WAILERS – WHITE CHRISTMAS (Lyrics) JACOB MILLER – ALL I WANT FOR ISMAS MIKEY DREAD – REGGAE REGGAE CHRISTMAS DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE – (CHRISTMAS) BABY PLEASE COME HOME (Lyrics) BILLY IDOL – JINGLE BELLS ROCK (Lyrics) ONI LOGAN (LYNCH MOB), CRAIG GOLDY (DIO), TONY FRANKLIN (THE FIRM) & JOHN TEMPESTA (ROB ZOMBIE, THE CULT) - DECK THE HALLS (Lyrics) GENE AUTRY – RUDOLPH THE RED-NOSED REINDEER (Lyrics) LENNOX AVENUE – LITTLE DRUMMER BOY (Lyrics) CELTIC WOMAN – LET IT SNOW (Lyrics) DUKE ELLINGTON – SUGAR RUM CHERRY MEDITATION SINGERS – WHAT THE WORLD WANTS FOR CHRISTMAS ANN MALONE & SARAH WARWICK – SHE MOVED THROUGH THE FAIR (Lyrics)
Hands on a mirror, touching my intimate duality, I seek my salvationinto my next intuition. Silently I subtly invade your territory, I lay down inside me, caressing my own skin in minutes counting my depression leaving a breathless steam of emotion. I shock myself and fade into a glassy motionless darkness fingers are flowing along with music they just say what they want, I can't control this flood of emotions I wish I could turn them into my own reckless music. Lay against the cold glass, I am making love with myself. Soul To Soul. No Fear. I can't do me no harm. Not this time.
Talented? Maybe. Someone said so. Convinced? At all. That's the problem. How can anyone believe you, if you yourself are the first who doubts about your own possibilities?
Spinning around, words and thoughts, without an aim. No more energy to fight for your right to express your Soul. She talks all the same. She owns you. Is the Soul female? Who cares... She's got the power. She makes you cry and lay in despair, everytime Music reaches your innermost parts. You just can't help it. You are a fucking freaking addicted. No matter how much work you have to do to get yourself a living, she will possess you, distract you and you'll finally catch a pen to let it all out. When you're finished, you'll be hating yourself for hearing all those stupid invisibile voices. For not being able to live for them. To just be a slave to the art you don't believe is really hiding inside you.
How I'd wish to be like her. Pure emotion. Converted in music and voice. I'm only words. Without sound. Invisible. Like me.
