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Some big labels could buy
Media pockets could sell
20 years of rotten lobbies
only vultures could teach
Now that monkeys can sing
Now that ponies can buy
It tunrs out that people can think, write and read without help
Nearly all the bands that you know
spend their sales profit on gum
Burn and share, downlaod my story
Gigs are the only sustain
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I'm saying no more
04:20
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I love you, I wait for my moon
Snapshots of your grin
As I veil my doom
But I love you
I love you so much
From our old embrace
To your lovely face
Climbing down the stairway that day
I saw the voice
Then I gave up without a fight
when I heard the light
Here I stand out of the blue
All this time we waste
All this mess we face
But I love you
I love you so much
From our old embrace
To your fuzzy face
Climbing down the stairway...
Dreaming about the end of the World,
Is it ok?
Brush my nape, give me a kiss
Lift my feet, give me a kiss
Is it ok?
Climbing down the stairway that day, I saw the voice
Then I gave up without a fight, I heard the light
I’m saying no more (x3)
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Sweetest curvy night
02:19
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I was never sorry for ripping up the page
Our lives were just to slippery
But we still sat on the edge
I strongly tie my headscarf
while you swiftly ride the loop
I can't believe we made it
Even though we lost the book
Buckle up my darling
it's gonna be a curvy night
Buckle up and tell me
did it ever feel so right
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Now's different
03:31
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Lundi j'ai retourné le monde
Sens dessus dessous
C'est mieux que de traîner mes basques la tête en bas
Tout ce qui était trop lourd, trop haut
Est là où il faut
Et toutes les charmantes petites choses sont droit devant moi
Tu es si belle à l'envers
Souhaites-tu vraiment redevenir comme avant?
Plante tes pieds dans les étoiles les cheveux en pagaille
Et papillote tes paupières garnies de broussailles
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Amber light
Wet wood smell
Crackling sparks
Smoky chocolate
Color wool blanket
Oh, so long, anyway!
Boring guys show up with their phones
They wear baggy pants
They ride a white horse
You know, nothing seems real
Nothing at all
Talking rats
Glance through dusty tomes
Point at grassy maps
cursing in grave voice
I know, it sounds unreal
Could be, althought
Super exploration of the Space
Super happy money goes to Mars
Find your stupid water and leave us alone
At the supermarket I feel great
Super dooper offers make my day
And I have a golden sexy credit card
I also have a brand new wife on loan, so I'm not alone
Naked men
play Nintendo alone
while the pouring rain
hits the thin glass dome
I know nothing is real,
Nothing at all
Britney Spears
drinks a smoothie at home
then goes back to sleep
with her green socks on
You know nothing seems real
Nothing at all
Naked men
show up with their phones
Cursing in grave voice,
with their green socks on
I know nothing is real
Not even you
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Only 25
01:52
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Oh life! Isn't it good?
I'm able to breathe
able to walk
I will never stop
looking for confusing things that never come
meanwhile summers pass
but I hate to face my own fears when they come
Punch me, bite me
I feel nothin
Throw mw a 1 tone stone
Bring light to my bones
And take the pictures from my eyes
you can scan them if you wish
Rolling! Lights! Action!
Stand all on your marks
This is me!
Oh life!
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