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Messy Hair
02:10
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Well I got simple taste for self destruction
I've always watch it from afar with no ambitions
as years have comes and passed, I guess it was written
it should have end a long ago, but I'm quite devoted
So here's another letter, from your favourite sparring partner, to let you know that I'm doing fine, without getting better,
that I'm still hanging around, to accept the ceiling
that powered throught my heavy eyes, I've coloured something
but it was just a crack, a beautiful failure
hanging by a thread
a deadly reminder
that like a burning flag
I turned in on myself
I'll still walk away from the shore
can't cope with pressure
And if self medication incrase the fear
I've played patience a thousand times
here's my defeat
and now I know for sure
everything's got a price
'cuz I've only catch angels
where the evil lies
I just can't help it
it comes and playing on repeat
All at once
this loss of wonder makes me feel confortable
All at once
but it's pointless
just like my messy hair I'd rather cut this off
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Selfless
02:55
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So what do you ask for ?
To get high again ?
For the sake of flight with nowhere to land
to see you falling
don't ever think that we're the same
So what do you ask for ?
Isn't that enough ?
this growing wound is getting worst
so what do you ask for
a merry end ?
first sight of light, well said
What I've said is a fail
What I've said
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Winter at the Museum
02:59
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So it's that time of the year,
I check my vital signs with some disconfort
I got use to be late, float on the pavement, hide myself in waste
and lost it in silence
but now I remember to breath and I'm just frightened
And now I remember my face
and I recover
and now I remember my friends
I'll be better
Well I guess I'm aware of my own failures
I've never been this scared to complicate
play hide and seek in the traffic, smile wave like a drag
still got some clouds in my pocket
for groovy times
Come closer / step back
just stay on track
And now I remember my face
and I recover
and now I remember my friends
I'll be better, at least better than this
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4. |
Anhedonia
03:58
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My words would never be enough
so keep it quiet, smiling glow
a little late to keep pretending
but never really ready to go
in tiny circles comes confrontation
gathered by the emptiness
turning to haze and motion
I wanna loose it before it's gone
I wanna feel it like the blood in my nose
I need connections that I can afford
so keep my arms down, it's cyclical
Lean by the cold air despite everyone
I'm moving straight with this crave in my lungs
brave face or coffin, I need more options
something to cry for, big enough to mention
Just a reason to stay
no matter where I stand
I wanna loose it before it's gone
I wanna feel it like the blood in my nose
I need connections that I can afford
so keep my arms down, it's cyclical
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5. |
Overview
01:29
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Murmuration
03:52
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Laugh/Cry
02:51
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And this how it always end up
on a sunday morning
fighting the storm like a funeral
it's so easy to crush a headeache
when happy faces cover the sound
begging for fever
so come innocence loss
head underwater
to forget what it cost
And you laugh and you cry
not at the same time
but with the same eyes
Inside this hole
I'll keep us whole
to sympathize with delusion
and melt my fears with reflections
I'll keep control
on whatever's told
and until we'll be
I'll always feel this empty
No nothing feels this empty
I just want an enemy,
not just a friendly ghost
It is a gift for me ?
Or something that come too close
I'm scared its getting cold,
bad season for bad blood
I just want an enemy
or it's just a part of me
And you laugh and you cry
not at the same time
but with the same eyes
Inside this hole
I'll keep us whole
to sympathize with delusion
and melt my fears with reflections I'll keep control
on whatever's told
and until we'll be
I'll always feel this empty
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8. |
Model
04:09
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Nobody won today
nothing even happened
white crosses everywhere
white curses
Nobody won today
and so you watch the news
white crosses everywhere
white curses
And I'm sick
I'm sick
I'm sick
and I sink
into everything I knew
and I realize, I just realized
I know nothing
Nobody won today
no revival
white crosses everywhere
white curses
Nobody won today
and so ? where's my medal ?
white crosses everywhere
white crosses
Your dead friend was not a model tell it to your son
And I'm sick
and I'm sick
and I sink
into everything I knew
and I realize, I just realized
that I know nothing
and it was enought.
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FRAGILE Angers, France
Modern hardcore from Angers, France.
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