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Magic recoveries
Well that's quite atrocious! Well that's quite severe! Do you believe in...magic recoveries? I know you can see me but I'm not here It seems like I'm breathing but I'm not here My heart is a (piece of flesh) but my brains are about to break I don't belive in magic recoveries I know you can see me but I'm not here It seems like I'm breathing but I'm not here Yeah I'm not here All I can think of is my weird obsessions All I can think of is my fucking dick I know what I'll say to you All I can think of is you I know you can see me but I'm not here You're hand's sliding trough me but I'm not here I'm not here I'm not here I'm..not..here |
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Cartwheels on a pirate plank walk
A career in death-defiance How can you tell us that we're paranoid 'Cause just the fact that we're paranoid Makes us not believe a single word you say Don't go down with the setting sun Get back up again We're going to get it done And how could anybody understand That the fate we have is in our hands Don't go down with the setting sun No chance of snapping out of it Excessively out of fit How can you tell us that we're paranoid 'Cause just the fact that we're paranoid Makes us not believe a single word you say Don't go down with the setting sun Get back up again We're going to get it done And how could anybody understand That the fate we have is in our hands Don't go down with the setting sun Don't tell us when we should stop 'Cause we can stop whenever we want Don't tell us when we should stop 'Cause we can stop whenever we want Don't tell us when we should stop 'Cause we can stop whenever we want Don't tell us when we should stop 'Cause we can stop whenever we want ever we want How can you tell us that we're paranoid 'Cause just the fact that we're paranoid How can you tell us that we're paranoid 'Cause just the fact that we're paranoid How can you tell us that we're paranoid 'Cause just the fact that we're paranoid How can you tell us that we're paranoid 'Cause just the fact that we're paranoid |
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I've been falling apart
As long as I can remember Can you read my palms? Sheer dread till the end of december My fate's predetermined Got to wait till the tide is turning My fate's predetermined I keep blushing red when i lie that everything will be alright I can not look you in the eyes 'cause nothing's gonna work out fine Nothing's gonna be alright Nothing's gonna work out fine I can not look you in the eyes 'cause nothing's gonna work out fine I will be your bad luck I will be your bad luck charm Should tell my fortune again All hope gets torn a sunder I shine an ominous glare 13's my lucky number My fate's predetermined I hold my breath 'cause I'm going under My fate's predetermined I keep blushing red when I lie that everything will be alright I can not look you in the eyes 'cause nothing's gonna work out fine Nothing's gonna be alright Nothing's gonna work out fine I can not look you in the eye 'cause nothing's gonna work out fine I will be your bad luck I will be your bad luck charm I'm not reading the letters Until this blows over I send them back to the sender Until this blows over I'm not picking up my phone My fate's predetermined I got to make it on my own My fate's predetermined I keep blushing red when I lie that everything will be alright I can not look you in the eyes 'cause nothing's gonna work out fine Nothing's gonna be alright Nothing's gonna work out fine I can not look you in the eyes 'cause nothing's gonna work out fine I will be your bad luck I will be your bad luck charm |
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I have seen your soul
The soul that shone it's light for all the grave I have seen your stare The stare that set our attics into flames I thought you promised me you'd live eternally But maybe that was just a phase, you drama queen In a fight who think wins, arsonist or firemen? I would anything to..hear your voice just once again I have seen your soul The soul that shone it's light for all the grave Wither away I have seen your stare The stare that set our attics into flames Wither away You'd make no compromise Lit sparks into my eyes You're a beautiful piece of weaponry An arsonist to set a blaze A firemen to kill the flames I'd anything to..hear your voice just once again! I have seen your soul The soul that shone it's light for all the grave Wither away I have seen your stare The stare that set our attics into flames Wither away I thought you promised me you'd live eternally But you could sleep a hundred years or even more And now that we're all fucked and we are running out of luck I get no rest until I hear your voice again! I have seen your soul The soul that shone it's light for all the grave Wither away I have seen your stare The stare that set our attics into flames Wither away Wither away Wither away Wither away |
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Scattered on a satin bed
Body parts without a head I cannot function when you're not around So push it up to raise the dead Out of words and out of breath I cannot function when you're not around And when I'm tired of walking alone I put my headphones on And when it's time to get out of it all I put my headphones on And when it feels like everything's wrong I put my headphones on And when it's time to get out of it all I don't want to listen to the static on the radio Dancing through the tower blocks Snare drum hits like handgun shots I cannot function when you're not around A guillotine to make a cut Now push it louder, don't ever stop I cannot function when you're not around And when I'm tired of walking alone I put my headphones on And when it's time to get out of it all I put my headphones on And when it feels like everything's wrong I put my headphones on And when it's time to get out of it all I don't want to listen to the static on the radio Climbing up the wall of sleep Sliding on the surfaces Put the music loud enough to raise the dead Now build it up until my ears burn My body drops into another world Put the music loud enough to raise the dead And when I'm tired of walking alone I put my headphones on And when it's time to get out of it all I put my headphones on And when it feels like everything's wrong I put my headphones on And when it's time to get out of it all That's when the sound goes... |
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At the end of the week
Crammed in commuter trains Stations go by But we don’t know their names Our eyes never meet We flip through catalogues Or gape at our feet To maintain control And there’s a beacon in the middle of The town and when The power’s out It shows the way back home It shows the way back home Home It shows the way back home Home It shows the way back home The camera shot All the grins and stares But when the pictures appeared There was no one there I could hear the sound Distant and thin Of our hearts Caving in And there’s a beacon in the middle of The town and when The power’s out It shows the way back home It shows the way back home Home It shows the way back home Home It shows the way back home And at the end of the week We’ll set things on fire And at the end of the week We’ll set things on fire Do you know that thing Just before you fall asleep A sudden shock And the feeling of falling down It’s the ghosts of the past That try To sink Their talons in And drag you back in to the dark Back into the dark Back into the dark And at the end of the week We’ll set things on fire And at the end of the week We’ll set things on fire We’ll set things on fire Yeah, we'll set things on fire. |
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I miss my friends, who's names I can't pronounce
I miss the place where hope was to be found All blue clouds over Europe Now's the right time to get up and I just want to incinerate 24/365 I feel the need to be on fire 24/365 I've been holding it back for way too long So can you hear this aimless call to arms Into the night we'll go setting off alarms Our hope is gone, now it's official It disappeared without a signal and now is the time to incinerate 24/365 I feel the need to be on fire 24/365 I've been holding it back for way too I've been holding it back for way too I've been holding it back for way too long I miss my friends, who's names I can't pronounce I bless the ones who are sure to stick around All blue clouds over Europe Now's the right time to get up and all I want is to incinerate 24/365 I feel the need to be on fire 24/365 And I've been holding it back for way too I've been holding it back for way too I've been holding it back for way too long |
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Invicible machinery
Underneath the tapestry Creating de-reality And it works with the locig of nightmares Something's taking over me, something's taking over me Invisible machinery Pushing the economy Sucking out the life from me And it works with the logic of nightmares Something's taking over me, something's taking over me Someone get it off of me, someone get it off of me Take a look into the camera Hold on to your soul Take a look into the camera And hold on to your soul Something's taking over me, something's taking over me Someone get it off of me, someone get it off of me |
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Once in a year they shoot up fireworks
This time we'll give them something in return Once in a year they shoot up fireworks We've never known why, it's not our concern We're ugly little teens in ugly little towns We tried sneaking light now, but our steps make holes into the ground Take over Walk through the walls Come over This is our town Just make a move an you are history We're going to fuck you up just for sitting there Our word is the law, yeah, our word is the law here We're ugly little teens in ugly little towns We spit between our teeth and then we strike a frown Take over Walk through the walls Come over This is our town Just make a move an you are history Take over Walk through the walls Turn over Our arms are crossed And don't make a sound cause we are listening Once in a year shoot up fireworks Now something went wrong and the whole city burns Take over Walk through the walls Come over This is our town Just make a move an you are history Take over Walk through the walls Turn over Our arms are crossed And don't make a sound cause we are listening Take over, turn over, take over, turn over Bad news travels faster in here Bad news travels faster in here |
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Climb back up on the dead horse, make it gallop again
Can't afford to lay idle, we'll get rest in the grave Eyes full of dust, ears full of noise We can dance 'til the sunrise When the empire is dead When everything is silent we can be ourselves When everything is silent, silent Meet the standards with guts out Punch myself into sleep We can stop making plans for, plans for life and beyond Eyes full of dust, ears full of noise We can dance 'til the sunrise when the empire is dead When everything is silent we can be ourselves When everything is silent, silent Have we gone insane, have we gone insane? When everything is silent, we can be ourselves We're the bright eyed sons of the New Rome rising |
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Enter the night with steps faster than before
Like a boxer prepares before a fight They don't want to know that we are alive Enter the night, clenching fists with the dawn Not giving up wihtout a fight They don't want to know that we are alive Open up your arms, open up your arms Open up your arms for what ever comes Enter the night, the wind is colder than before It wants cut us down to size They don't want to know that we are alive Enter the night,aim to even up the score We'll never follow their design Cause they don't want to know that we're alive They don't want to know that we are alive Open up your arms, open up your arms Open up your arms for what ever comes Enter the night, moves more decisive that before Like a boxer prepared before a fight We will make them know that we're alive We will make them know that we're alive |
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