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Berlin Untelevised Presents Mixtape One

by Various Artists

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Wieder ein Liebeslied, Pipeline mit Schaumwein und Rosen gefüllt, Pheromone, Sprühdosen, die Achseln gekühlt, Ni**a, Axe about me, pumpgun. Denke in memes oder punchlines, nur langsam, kein tam-tam, fuck jerry mach dich nicht zu King von instagram, da ist schon was dran man, die weiß was die sagt man, bist meist schon spät dran man, ich lach dann, ...am Anfang. Ich lernte sie bei einer Demo kennen natürliches Haar. Saß am Boden, angezogen, ihre Sprache hatte Takt. Nuller-flow und abgehoben, so eine paradoxe art. Weiß nur nicht mehr ob es warm war, du im Minirock, so ja. (2x chorus) schwarze Jeans, du warst Indigo im Glas, hab geschielt, du miedest augenkontakt, warst konzentriert, hast du später dann gesagt, hab probiert, und mir den brennt heute noch der Hals. step two: Habe nicht so viel Erfahrung wie du, borg mir Grünes von meinen Ohren, und krümel es in jeden Atemzug, Gras tut gut, pack meine Sachen und geh tiefer, du ziehst mit auch ohne reefer, fühl mich sichtlich wohl du siehst das, underarmour geht in Kniefall, Colin Kaepernicker-Reflex, traust sonst nicht anderen bitches, but I’m different. geb dir keinen freifahrtschein auch wenn du bittest. Lern deinen Freund kennen, er ist auch different, ich bleib bescheiden, stutz meinen Einschlaftraum auf -Best Friends For life- denk an wärmere Zeiten, mit weniger Angst verlässlichem Meldeverhalten, nix zu verlieren, mehr zu behalten, ohne Vorbehalte Posts zu loven statt zu liken. Nicht mehr Stoff meiner Texte, sondern Saum meiner Zeiten. Bis dahin blaue drinks, hinkende similes und grünes weed. schwarze Jeans, du warst Indigo im Glas, hab geschielt, du miedest augenkontakt, warst konzentriert, hast du später dann gesagt, hab probiert, und mir den brennt heute noch der hals.
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I can tell that you been looking for some colour These days are way too slow I pulled my body out from underneath the covers Just to say, just to say I can tell that you're aching for another Another way to get a little closer To the speaking without a st-stutter Just to say, just to say What's a smile but a line in the dirt That we overcome and understand without certainty, certainly I've been thinking on the ground How it eats us up without scuffle or sound Been mucking around, been lucking out, shutting blinds and been ducking down, subtler lines have never been written, ever green winters, emanate instinct, erudite wishlist, animate lip-sync, celebrate this thing the days get warmer, cold-calling to the strangers on the street asking them to comprehend the devilish feat, I made it outta bed, made it out the wardrobe thoughts of our morse code, chatting in the poor cold, gimme strength from the times shared and lines I prepared my synapse flares, memories are mystical, memories are God's way of speaking in half-thought ridicules, last week's ritual of sleeping in the day seems a little more samey a little less healthy, the touch of a day dream doesn't match your lips sitting lazy building nests from my cheek bone shavings, birds on smile, flight to plain-sailing I can tell that you been looking for some colour These days are way too slow I pulled my body out from underneath the covers Just to say, just to say I can tell that you're aching for another Another way to get a little closer To the speaking without a st-stutter Just to say, just to say
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(Verse 1) Opposed to the story told. Opposed to the role I'm supposed to hold. Lonely the noble road. I'm strolling with no one here to moor me. Before the glow of hope wanes and vision fades, lets submission break me to withered frailty, seal dreams safely in realm of maybe not, probably not, odds topped up stacked to stop progress I march, and shield the spark, feel my feet grow raw, wield my thoughts to sharpen on obstacles along the way. (Hook) Brood on who will remember. Brood on who it will save. Brood on who will remember. Brood on how this will change. (Verse 2) Member of an era, unprecedented potential, centered on cents and pennies. Penance is paid in poverty. Honestly, lost democracy before I seen the sun. Sinners sitting silly killing hundred thousands over lunch. Stunning how the gold corrupts. Stunting like they're dealing justice, chuckling when we eat it up. Believe the evil's needed. Benefactors keep the cuffs fluffy, fundamentally flawed. Precarious paradox. The truth is the truth is sharp, but useless if used in parts. The foolish will fail to spark the avalanche with sands and stones, but don't condone to solo show, shoulder to shoulder mode will motivate the folding for the final blow. Ours to overthrow. Ours to overthrow! Do we got the chops? I wonder when we're gonna show. Brooding on the future trying to utilize my glow. Brooding on the future trying to realize my goal. (Hook)
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Inside the tube There is a magnetism I felt the heat inside of me rising But I kept cool I had a good look at the machine inside my head Decided: I'm not gonna waste my time no more about a perfect shell outside Monster in my mind Thats where the secret lies The skin is there to hide - What's not allowed to seek Yet I had a peak What's not allowed to seek Yet I had a peak My imagination Now I clearly see Or is it just a mere reflection Of how it's fooling me Now I'm facing what has always been in there Just the mechanics of my mind I'm unaware Skulls Aren't corpses Where my thoughts arise is not at all mysterious Monster in my mind Cause there's no secret left to find The truth is what we hide It's not allowed to seek Yet I had a peak What's not allowed to seek Yet I had a peak What's behind my eyes Is just a skull in disguise Monster in my mind That's where the secret lies The skin is there to hide What's not allowed to seek Yet I had peak What's not allowed to seek
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This mixtape is the first in a long line of Berlin Untelevised Mixtapes. Each artist will be releasing full length projects in the near future under the BERLIN UNTELEVISED label. For now, we bequeath a small taste of their essence upon you in the form of this medley of gorgeous sounds. Each track is different than the last. Genre is no limitation. We strive to support creators whose work challenges.

This would not have been possible without the continued support from local Berlin musicians and the many hands who have supported and encouraged us along the way.

Stay tuned for the tsunami moves.

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released April 1, 2018

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