1. |
Lover's Limbo
03:17
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Where does the lover go
When it's too early to stay and yet too late to go
Where's the lover's limbo
Where they actually go when stuck here in between
Where's the lover's safe place
Between stairs and doors and walks and trains
How does the lover heart beat
What kind of rythm it chooses and whith whom does ot competes
Where's the lover's limbo
Where they actually go when stuck here in between
Where's the lover's safe place
When you're mine for the night, time just drips like sweat
And stays hung to your shoulders, hung to your shoulders
What does the lover try
Before ending the night in the back of a cab
And what's haunting a lover
What is keeping his mind awake at night
Where's the lover's limbo
When you're mine for the night time just drips like sweat
And stays hung to your shoulders, hung to your shoulders
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2. |
Psycholove
03:34
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Here comes the time when me crying on your shoulder
Won't make any difference or get any better
Than a wet spot
On your grey shirt
Or a dark spot
In our sour hearts
Here comes the white nights where lonely hearts won't beat
The same beat that they beat for so many nights
This will en up as a
Nail in our coffin
But we'll be hammering it sipping a sweet rum
I won't even notice the so deep scar
Left by your tears right under your eye
Here's the scuffle
And the long days
Where a cold glaze
Feels like sweet love
Here comes the white nights where lonely hearts won't beat
The same beat that they beat for so many nights
This will en up as a
Nail in our coffin
But we'll be hammering it sipping a sweet rum
And here is me playing the tough row to hoe
When all I'll be needing is one only touch
Of a warm hand
On my aching chest
Or a warm glaze
On my sad soul
Here comes the white nights where lonely hearts won't beat
The same beat that they beat for so many nights
This will en up as a
Nail in our coffin
But we'll be hammering it sipping a sweet rum
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3. |
Discipline
04:51
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4. |
LEGION
04:20
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This is a legion lying underground
it's never been about anything you know
This is a riot lying in your thoughts
We're carrying with us the best you could have done
We are the feral wounded in your mind
we're watching you struggle to never let it out
and we are marching loudly as we can
to overlay and drown the sound of your parade
The stain there, it's growing
it's darker and slightly
Bigger than before
It's getting annoying
when you're undermining
our reasons to live for
We're in a faction and you can look away
as long as you want it will always be the same
we are the countless plans that slipped away
no matter how hard they try to make us stay
The clock there is ticking
and taking its sweet time
it never lets you go
it's getting annoying
the fact you're avoiding
your reasons to live for
Your days are pretty boring, who are we to tell
the beat of a drum drives the rhythm of our soul
we are the feeling you never thought you'd felt
cause for a broken heart you'd trade a broken bone
we are the feeling you never thought you'd felt
cause for a broken heart you'd trade a broken bone
The time there, it's pressing
it's faster and getting
shorter than before
It's getting compelling
that story you're telling
about beating all odds
The time there, it's pressing
it's faster and getting
shorter than before
It's gettig compelling
that story you're telling
about beating all odds
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5. |
Never Stand Still
04:52
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Bust her at her doorstep and never let her go
snatch her feet of the ground, for what it's worth
The girl runs in a lone competition
Against time, for her own nation
Looks like she never stands still
Long enough so that death could catch her
Pick her on the run, make her stay
Stop the desperate run, back on her way
Noone's made to outlook the rules
You'll find a way, the only way to catch her
Looks like she never stand still
Long enough so that death could come
You watched her for a while
Looked from afar
You could be good for her
You know she's gone too far
You know she's gone far ahead of you
Looks like she never stand still
Long enough for the night to catch her
Hug her at a croosroad, she'll fall for it
Isn't that what they all expect?
Find a home make the best out of it
Hold her tight for the best
Looks like she never stand still
Long enough for the night to come
Looks like she never stand still long enough
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6. |
Fool Moon
03:58
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All the time you'll be thinking 'bout it
You'll be creating this beautiful mess
All the time you'll be wasting on this
Is time you sell to your miserable faith
Head under water, you hold on this thought
That we are made to remain the same
Is it the moon whispering to your ears
That makes you crumble like a tidal wave
I see you shrivel and howl to the moon
Like a werewolf whose pain can't be eased
I see you dance all around your heart
And never enter this place you can't reach
I see you crawl and sink in the sea
Of all those feelings you can't analyze
Is it the sun cooking up your whole spine
And make you shake like dynamite?
You caress hope, just like a myth
Witnessed by hundred, thousand eyes
It lays on you and as you breathe
A tempered wind ease your mind
One thousand hammers sewed over your shoulders
Make the heaviest wings you could find
Who is that god that took over your mind
And wanna crush you like a parasite?
You've been under water too long
How could you ever come back to me
And how will you carry on
Living in a world like this
It's dark it's sad it's lonely really
Dark and sad and lonely really
You dug a hole hide in the bottom of it
And never let anyone else come in
Burried your soul and feelings under
A wall of concrete and pain you built
All of a sudden, the pieces got broken
And you flicker as I witness the fall
Or is it me, that scare you so much
Enough to freeze you once and for all?
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7. |
Home
03:59
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My house was a ship
Hung on a mountain and
The roaring wind used
To lift the roof
Used to lift the roof
I pictured it breathing
In the midst of every storm
A giant lung rising
Up and up and falling down
It was made of wood and like
Every other houses it has
A collection of sounds
From the ceiling to the ground
None of this was frightening
The house was moored to the shore
Whether the wind was singing
Or roaring up above
My house can be
Kinda creepy at night
You can go around
Every walls, every tiles
You wouldn't find any ghost though
For they are all in my mind
You wouldnt find any ghost though
For they are all in my mind
My house was a ship
Hung on a mountain top
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8. |
It Ain't Moving
03:13
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I am made of concrete I am soft as steel
I move around when needed though
The more you look, the less I can
Find a good reason to do what I've be told
Watch me as I sit here and do nothing
Call me lazy, stupid or something
I'm numb but at least time ain't running
I'm numb but at least it ain't moving
If I don't freeze the time it freezes me up
It's like the both of us can't be running
I never count the days piling up
Until the moment I will dare to try
Watch me as I sit here and do nothing
Call me lazy, stupid or something
I'm numb but at least time ain't running
I'm numb but at least it ain't moving
Decisions can wait and the hardest ones
At that pace would never even come to my mind
I make with very little and I love what I have
You never lose when you don't even try
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9. |
Jackie
03:08
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Y'a des jours comme ça, tu te lèves, tu le sais déjà
T'es pas vraiment là
Y'a des gens, du passage, des fois t'as même envie d'un truc ou deux
Et puis ça passe
C'est pas que t'es mal, c'est pas que tu crains... quoi que se soit
C'est juste qu'aujourdhui ça s'est pas levé exactement en même temps que toi
C'est comme ça
Tu penses un peu à tout en même temps quand t'arrives pas à penser à rien
Tu te dis que tu serais mieux dans un apart avec un balcon, un chat, N'importe quoi
Tu penses à de la politique alors que vraiment, t'y comprends rien
Souvent ça t'fait t'sentir un ptit peu con mais tu t'en fiches
T'es bien
Il est midi passé tu t'es changée 3 fois t'as fait du putain de yoga sans vraiment y arriver
Et au milieu tu t'es surement arrêtée pour faire une pause clope
Tes nouveaux projets, ça te rappelle la fac,
T'es interessée, t'arrives pas à te lever pour y aller mais t'en parles quand même des heures en soirée,
Un peu comme si t'etais spécialiste, un truc comme ça
Tu passes ton temps à te plaindre de tout et de rien
Et t'as une petite peur de rien du tout qui te dis qu't'es pas assez bien
T'es pas exactement où tu pensais arriver mais tu sais pas trop pourquoi,
Tu penses quand même y arriver avant 40 ans
Ca se mélange avec un truc de petite bourgeoisie qui consiste à prendre le temps d'angoisser sur le sens de la vie
Et ça te donne envie de te taper un ouvrier
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10. |
Twice As Sharp
02:50
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When i find myself so sorry
Oh wouldn't you change
A tiny little bit for me
You see me looking for a hand so badly,
Oh wouldn't you change
A tiny little bit for me
When I make myself so pretty,
Oh wouldn't you care
To change a little bit
I am tough as nail and twice as sharp
I'm high as a mountain
And strong as a pack
I can carry hell and all the gods' fights
I wear enough feathers
To fight in an indian war
Oh my baby wouldn't you care, oh my baby wouldn't you change
A tiny little bit for me
When I bend myself
So low that I can't breathe, oh wouldn't you care
To change a little bit for me
I am tough as nail and twice as sharp
I'm high as a mountain
And strong as a pack
I can carry hell and all the gods' fights
I wear enough feathers
To fight in an indian war
I wear enough feathers
To fight in an indian war
When I prove myself so worthy,
Oh wouldn't you change
And care a little bit for me
You see me head over heels
And all that you ever seem to see
Is that you wouldn't care
To change a little bit for me
Is that you wouldn't care
To change a little bit for me
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11. |
Blue
03:29
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Feel the sun
As if nothing happened
As if nothing wrong just
Hit you like a gong
Dare a sweet embrace
And feel the fabric
That crawls like a snake
Right here between our lips
You've dreamed of an ocean
Even though since ever
You could never really stand
To stand on a beach
And you daydream of walking
Amongst a few giant trees
Dip a toe in a river
So cold it gets you sick
Does being free have a value
When you don't even know
You wanna bath, naked
In the darkest lake you find
Let it wrap you like a baby
In the softest linen
Feel the water on your skin
On your breasts on your arms
Let it enter in
Let it drown your heart
It's the only need that ever was
And as a very naughty lover
It pushes you away
Does being free have a value
When you don't even know
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