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1000 Mondays
01:35
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There was a caustic man in the night
He was sitting on a pitched roof next to his flat
That’s a golden time cause he likes to daydream the past
And his curious expounding ideas never have any listeners cause he subsides his found lines.
That’s his poetry in the boxes he will hide
And the secret of this sparkle in the night
This fuddy-duddy is rising for a mill
He thought it would only be for a few weeks
And a thousand mondays later he still gets up
At 6 in the morning, that pisses him off
Then he takes a nap on the bus and clocks on at 7
His recurrent waking dream keeps him awake up.
But big boss makes him live a waking nightmare
And since a thousand mondays he would like to go away
And tonight on the roof he wants to go away
Because that’s enough and enough since a thousand mondays.
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An optimistic dust
01:35
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I’m a polish dust, a draft
I’m a lucky blur, a fan
I’m your false wag-joker
It’s right, you don’t care about the point that i could be bright
It’s a sting
You won’t be the right medecine
However you have everything
I promise you i’ll try to live
That’s all at least for me
I’m a lavish love, a spark
An elevated drama
And the stage is falling suddenly
You don’t care about the point you make me feel dead like you
It’s a sting
I knew what was the medecine
Leaving you and your surfeit
Should have courage but i was weak
That’s all the end for me.
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3. |
Bloody sight
01:28
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4. |
Gifted
01:40
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The mood is going to brood
Disolved into tears and fog
Just up above the top
And fight to... it’s not so awful
A kind of appetite to get straight to the point
Wipe away your tears
Reveals your old fear to lose your gift
This is getting you nowhere
As usual you explode
I’m worried my friend
Wiping away your tears reveals your old fear to lose your gift
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5. |
Half not in love
02:10
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Roses climb up your window and you can make out a thorny, strange and amazing beautiful sight
You wake up too late honey that i’ve run away and find myself
And in my deepest thought i call your name and hope that time won’t take its time
Spring then summer
I will be born again
Different slacken bombs
Undigested you take me to court
Perfectly unpleasant you won as you used to win
That’s a reference point
And i won’t take guilt and you won’t pay your debt to me
Half open minded
Half a dozen remorses
Half truth half blame
Half is just enough i declare
In mound
Of sand
At random of the ploy
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6. |
Home sweet home
01:46
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Home sweet home is better tonight
When everybody’s outside i’m making the most of my time
Bolt the door, no spongers, no drawbacks
The tv is turned off, i just want to keep quiet
And i savour the kingdom i’ve made tonight
On my floating island, there’s not any care and fight
But my friends make me feel
Guilty and junky
We don’t need a cluster to stay alive
A defense we’ve made but we come home alone
And we ponder the question’s time
No matter what happens i’ve been toned
It seems to be nothing
But i don’t even care at all
And i won’t be the one with the hangover the day after
And i won’t complain to myself again as we used to the day after.
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7. |
Refresh
02:59
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You don’t know where to go
You’ve lost your way
Under what they say
You better have definatly routed them out
You’re gonna be outdated
It’s still the same
Nothing really changes
You better have courage to get out
And why don’t you speak in simple terms ?
And how do you dare to give advice
And then withdraw into your shell
And i’m fed up, why don’t you move ?
the time discount should yet jerk you.
This subject is exhausted
Nothing inspires me anyway
I am bored in this song
I better avoid you, that’s the right thing to do
Cause it annoys me to run into you anyplace
That broken heart in a broken line
Today can’t keep me from laughing
Cause you were a motion picture, just a shade
I’ll throw you out tonight and say goodbye.
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8. |
Solace
03:07
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It’s soon, yes it’s soon, solace comes today and i was a prototype
The end, it’s the end, i gave you all i needed to share to be clear
And i was naked, i’m still naked, such a weak(y) girl misled
variety songs have a new sense for me, i should be very bad
And all that time, we spent (to) crying
I should have gone just before
And all these consequences of that
I lose myself, who am i now ?
It’s soon, yes it’s soon, solace comes today and i was a prototype
He’s every inch a gentleman, perfect condradiction for me
Business will be your death and over this studge what else ?
Day after day, lame and deeply hurt i give you up as lost.
And all that time, we spent crying
I should have gone just before
And all these consequences of that
I lose myself, who am i now ?
I hate you now, i’m angry now
It seems to be normal
That’s just the sign that everything is going back in place.
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9. |
Spiral
02:10
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A strange thing inside of me controls my acts
This is a duty, a law, a circle every night
it drives me to the sofa or the bed but not this light
I try to fight but i’m always losing
as if i was predestined for the “game over” but this is not a game
I’m not wasting my time but i’m losing all the time
It seems to be good for my life
A strange green light comes over me at night
That’s the least of my worries when it becomes so dark
But this is not a game when colors get mixed up in a terrible mess
A science fiction ode.
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10. |
Sunny Sunday
01:35
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That was a day, a sunny sunday that you could never ever guess, that was a beautiful day for your death. You didn’t suffer i hope.
At midday you planned to go to the seaside, but indeed they all cried, i didn’t know why.
Why is she sacred, is she a wreck ?
My daddy please, you have to deal with all that mess you left
And then there was a kind of ritual, strange fears and hopes...
I didn’t know nor miss you at all.
What a pity daddy. I remember your pictures your drawings your music your woodcarvings and so many things that you didn’t have time to teach me.
And in my empty room. Are you at my side.
why does she care, is she so weak ?
My daddy please, clean out her pain and all the mess you left.
I know it’s not your fault.
Please forgive me if i’ve repressed your lovely existence
I’ve been taught to be down and no one teaches me how to grow
I had a lucky escape, should i thank you and could you hear my voice ?
There’s no one load, load, load and carry on.
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I’m torn. Not any word.
I’m torn. Not the right word.
Can you read me if i give you this, a long blank page for all the shit i bring ?
I’m sorry so wooly
I’m torn and drifted
You should invent words
Is there an issue ?
You should be torn too
And suffer in silence
You’re not, reassure me you’re not.
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