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Trust
04:22
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I used to love to stare at the strand
Sky is so down
Clouds in the sand
I used to love to stare at the land
Share some cold hand
Look behind
You’d better stop moaning (you)
You’d better stop weeping (you)
You’d better start running right now
Trust me now
I used to say the world is at hand
(But) the end is now
Still turning round and round
You’d better stop moaning (you)
You’d better stop weeping (you)
You’d better start running right now
If there’s still love
Then please trust me some more
If there’s still trust
Believe in me once more
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Resign
03:32
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I don’t, I don’t listen to the gossip town
I don’t care about the rumor sound
Whenever it’s
All around
Cheap or declining
Fake or divine
I’ve done and undone many times many blind broken minds
With mine
I’ve called/uncalled many times and tried to cry
Just tried…
If there’s something in your mind, then just leave it out
If there’s still love in your mind, then just spit it out
Resign !
Silent violence, killing words can bring you down
No blame, no shame, no light in the underground.
But golden paint
Remains so thin
Just scratch a bit
To see my skin.
I’ve some bad clones (who) grab my mind (from) time to time and leave me like … dry
I’ve known best homes (in) bitter lands, (on) dusty sands… and wild
If there’s something in your mind, then just leave it out
If there’s still love in your mind, then just spit it out
Resign !
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3. |
Do it clean
03:31
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A brand new day
Same expectations
Another stay
And a finding to say that you’re gone
Today’s yours and you’re happy
Tomorrow just cannot be
An illusion
Not a single stain
Not a single stain
Just pain on your side
That won’t let you stay alone
Alone, alone, alone
Let’s do it clean
You’re on your way
Barefoot on embers
A hell of a way
But can’t stand the drugs you’re on.
Too soon to say you’ll be missed
Too late to change it all again (a lifetime)
Time to leave again
Time to leave again
Just pain in your mind
That lasts for so long
So long, so long, so long,
Just do it (clean)
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Isolation
03:26
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Man is an island
Surrounded by the waves of the others' misfortune... again
Man builds walls in the air to hide his own woe
High and low...
Isolated everywhere
But who wants to know?
So (you) just let it go.
Man is an ice land
So many and so tiny and
So witty and easily confused… again
He’s so fancy and plain
Just like a crystal snow
Man melts slow…
Isolated everywhere
But who wants to know?
So (you) just let it go.
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indie-rock/post punk band using
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