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Corrupt Steps
Electronic
Corrupt Steps was released on October 25, 2025 by Oren Eilam as a part of the album Indefinite Garage Sale
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Release DateOctober 25, 2025
LabelOren Eilam
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oren Eilam
Oren Eilam
Composer

Lyrics

A world hurries, everyone is hurrying
Even the dead are hurrying
Before form begins to spoil
Everything as if aspires to obey
The template it was destined for
Very slowly, I did not spoil
I was a very fast-hurrying weirdo
Relative to the other weirdos
But this did not cancel my unusualness
I was this strange poet
That no one knows is like this
I hid behind a facade
That didn't look particularly revolutionary
Although not herd-like
Nothing assisted me
Except the other's indifference to my present existence
No one paid mind to the fact
That I am carving tunnels in which his children will travel
I did not seem like a paver of roads
I did not seem like an erector of towers
Insects were not impressed by me
And the street smoke did not skip over me
I walked in the big shoes
Of all that preceded me, concentrated
My walking path was so strange
But it did not turn me Into a random man that I encountered on my way
A soft border shaped me
To answer in its place
Someone offered a sack of salt
For me to wallow in In hopes of turning me Into the salt of the earth
This seemed ridiculous to me
Because I knew that it would not change
Things In his desired direction
And all the wind directions did not change
The malicious darkness
Of a city too urban
That seemed to freeze in time
And refused to turn back into raw nature
Power poured from me
But not a solution
A war activated fateful questions
That were relatively dormant
The legitimacy of the individual was expropriated
But the street continued to recognize
Two legs at a time
Which allowed me to continue
To walk in it I searched for a more infinite freedom
And I found it everywhere
But not courage
I found that I have no one to consult with
And I must continue to declare
The contents of my consciousness
The world needs me as a leader
Or silent
Such corruption, to lead by means
Of notes in bottles
I want to believe that soon I will wallow in life
In a more determined and fertile way
And fruits at the peak of their glory
Such as this one or that one
Even if it is known that their rot is near
To apply a calculated lust
Towards the temporary
Given that the wildness has passed from me
Not really
Written by: Oren Eilam
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