1. |
To lie with it
04:22
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While you can,
You’d better leave this scene
Wean your inside
Nothing stretched back then
While you can
Weep your old side
No matter what you get for this
No matter what you pay for this
You are always prey for this
Don’t come back home
To lie with it
But just take a chance
And see these people
With no offence
Don’t come back home
And lie again
But see these people
Who’ll die at home
No matter what’s your fate for this
No matter how you’re cursed on it
You are always prey for this
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2. |
Fire up the place
03:01
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We’re gonna fire up the place
And tear everything apart
Let’s all make sense of this crowd
The correlation of our frustration
Is something to drink for
Take time in mine
I just don’t know what to do
Your time in mine
Take time in mine
Let’s get stuck to this party
For I know, silence has to go
The correlation of our frustration
Is something to drink for
Take time in mine
I just don’t know what to do
Your time in mine
Take time in mine
I just don’t know what to dodododododo
Is why we drink our words?
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3. |
Pass the day
04:17
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Mesmerized
In the manner you misspend time
Oh no
At any rate
I bet that you won’t pass the day
I bet you won’t pass the day
Useless topics
Tired and faulty
Tick by slowly
Dwelling on the sordid side of life
Glance round back
Pinchbeck smile
I bet that you won’t pass the day
I bet you won’t pass the day
Don’t ask why
The well is dry
Just drink it anyway
Failing heart
Reason dark
Should never start
Overtired
Cold on the whole now
Will it improve overnight?
‘Cause I can’t, ‘cause I can’t visualized what’s gonna make much sense
Cold on the whole
Will it improve overnight?
Manic high
Tired and faulty
With no need to rest
Gone is the step
Now turned to a leap
I bet that you won’t pass the day
I bet you won’t pass the day
Overtired
Cold on the whole now
Will it improve overnight?
‘Cause I can’t, ‘cause I can’t visualized what’s gonna make much sense
Cold on the whole now
Will it improve overnight?
Fall takes its toll now What will make it alright?
‘Cause I can’t, ‘cause I can’t visualized what’s gonna make much sense
Fall takes its toll
Now what will make it alright?
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4. |
No miles dreamer
03:20
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The snow lay thick on the ground
Some dead leaves land here and there slowly
And we’re both breathing, the same air, it’s time to dress
Coats … cold wind biting through our faces
And suddenly I open my eyes you look at me
While I’m lying on your bed, like snow before
I mix cool breezes
In my dreams
With the fragrance of your clothes
I’m a no miles dreamer
Wait for virtual action
Like spend an autumn in Boston
…Virtually embrace the world…
We’re no miles dreamers
We plan to love adventure
Like spend an autumn in Boston
Is that what we call happiness?
What’s a delight?
And when I’m staring at your eyes
I wanna prolong this agony
I don’t feel like going anywhere
Stay at your sight
I remember it was freezing
The more I try, it’s freezing here…
I fall in love with all those moments spent dreaming
By our side
Simply
Virtually embrace the world
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5. |
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Once frittered away
Nothing's left tomorrow
The highlight of the night
Has just faded away
While we mess about
With ulterior motives
The heyday of declining nonsense
Hereby, forbids this chance.
Just one means to an end
That’s why I go by
I thought never again
But never comes again
So what do we gain from shame?
The honest lie
That’s how we live with it
But I’m not the only one that cares
The finest time
Becoming the 80%
For sure, things happen like tonight
The last remembering is not fine
Once we’ve got away
Just face the consequences
That will come up
And it’ll end lusting after each other
Let things just happen
Without expectation
Plan nothing like last night
We won’t let on
Let up on me
For sure, things happen like tonight
The last remembering is not fine
Can’t remind but it causes me nothing but trouble
To me we are still dumb
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6. |
Televised
05:28
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Haven’t been screened for so long
I’m out when conversation starts to get televised
Just take me out there
take me out there
Pain me, you pain me
Display me
I’d rather hear from you than know what you’ve watched
Nothing is like nothing else devoid of interest
Don’t give a damn
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Don’t go mental for it
Keep your skirt on now
Keep your shirt on
Leave to get another drink
Wasn’t really thirsty
Am I trying to get rid of you?
We’ll drink this town dry by the time we leave
Part me hair
I’m not scared
Just don’t care
Booze feeds the conversation
But I’m not here to talk
Fed up with empty words
The pain of tomorrow is the party of today
A sorehead that will not go away
The pain of tomorrow is the party of today
Festive mood, day by day
You can’t score if you don’t play
A trophy fuck
That always stays
Remorse tomorrow, pleasure today
I’m the best chucker
I’m the best coffee pot chucker of the night.
So come on
Make the mess
Tear it up
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8. |
No runners
01:16
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Heading the pub for a long night
We don’t change our dress just to go out
We don’t even give a shit
Bouncers screaming no runners
Mix of perfume, lipstick and booze
It’s a way to consume the weekend
Ten to one running to the dance club
Leaving tons of beer, I’ll drink their dregs
We’re left lying in the gutters
Bouncers screaming no runners
We don’t give a shit
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9. |
Killing time
05:27
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How long ago did you last receive a handwritten letter?
With picture collage
To bring back the vivid reminding
Forgotten moments come from the gaps
Steam heart on a pane
Plastic hostel
Change of scenery
Locked up for hours
The last fling before the next
Never longing to leave this hectic life
I’m not sorry I can’t lie
I can reach the lines
I’ve been through this all night…killing time.
Left life behind
Killing time
The infinite cycle of our closed circle
Will lead us back until the end
Pass outs
Let life rush after you
Wreck the compass
Set your priority
Map out your craving
Never longing to leave this hectic life
I’m not sorry I can’t lie
I can reach the lines
I’ve been through this all night…killing time.
Just killing time, all out just killing time
Left life behind
Killing time
How long ago did you last receive a handwritten letter with picture collage?
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10. |
Closer together
03:55
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The location of connection
Is nothing but a far restraint
From where it is to what it is
These lines were just meant to be crossed
Finding ways to stay (yeah !)
The sparkle grows and grows and grows
The harder we try the more it goes by
These lines were just meant to be crossed
Disconnected as a game but is the game worth the trouble
Distance won’t kill us just bring us closer together
From where we leave to where we meet
No matter the location
The same eyes from above
The strength of observation
Being education
I realised conversation turns into communication
Too much living is no way to die
From where it is to what it is
These lines were just meant to be crossed
Too much living is no way to die
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11. |
Idyllic peak
04:13
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Get high
And never down
Never felt like this before
Could die right now
But it would be a shame
I’m just exactly where I wanna be
I feel so alive
Erase nothing
Everybody’s learnt to love so give me your lovin’
Here it comes the idyllic peak
I’ve never felt like this before
Too curious to give up now
Too curious to give up this early jolly party now
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12. |
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Banished to start from scratch
I lost my good name
Proving me again
Vanished out of sight
By easy stages developing a new me
So far, you quickly slip away
From now on…
Sporadic mates
Temporary fondness of what we have built
Promises to stay in touch
Never make that much
Wish I’ll see your face again
Under duress of our spare time
What’s to be planed will never make amend?
From now on…
From now on we are what we’ve always feared
And now on we are what we’ve always feared
A lapse of behaviour labelled me forever
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