Fake blood from real wounds

by The Imaginary Suitcase

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Don't tell me you love me, you don't know what you're talking about You're just parroting cheesy lines picked from memes on Facebook Don't tell me you care when it's obvious you don't have a clue You don't know what is good for me, not even what's good for you There was a time when we could fly But it is all over now Where did it go? I just don't know There was a time when we could fly And "we" has fled out of sight Where did it go? The Devil knows I don't deny it, I'm sure your wounds are for real But what gushes out of them is fake as Christmas trees You move like a lawyer in a second rate US court show Waving your arms around, they should put a windmill near you There was a time I would have cried If you were just out of sight Where did it go? Nobody knows There was a time I would have died If I had lost you somehow Where did it go Don't care anymore There once was a time, you and I against the world And we could win, we could have overturned the mountains There once was a time, love was wider than the sea Stronger than the smell of all the dead of the earth But your cries are autotuned and we bot know that it's not your heart But merely your vanity that's bleeding red & black I will be the villain and you'll be the pearls before swines And to seal this bargain, let's have a glass of wine There was a time I can't remind Mythical times that felt right Where did they go? A story untold There may be times, they don't feel right But it won't do to turn the page Tear it apart I guess it's love's way
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04:00
Er was niet zoveel om te doen Toen de stad nog een dorp was Kleuters op straat in Molenbeek Ik en twee vrienden De mensen van Requettelaan Gewoon glimlachten Knikten hun hoofden en vroegen: Wat zijn jullie aan? Eenvoudige tijden Zo rustige tijden Dagen die zachtjes doorliepen Aan onze kant van de boulevard De stad leek veel te groot voor ons En zo heel ver Op zondag bij de Drug Opera We hadden een goede tijd Dan in de Houwaertpark voor uren We speelden tot we vallen Voor altijd ingesneden Het dorp heb ik verlaten Nu heb ik veel steden gekend Maar als ik mijn ogen dicht De roep van de Machtens Stadion Ontsteekt een oude vuur Alles hier is nu zo veranderd Maar liet veel sporen Ik vraag me af wat er met hen Al die gezichten Waar ben je nu? Jean-Luc, Olivier, waar jullie ooit zijn? Zou ik je nu herkennen?
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Si je t'en disais plus, je serais obligé de te faire disparaitre ou bien de t'embrasser en attendant contentons-nous donc d'un regard et pour le reste eh bien on verra ça plus tard demain est un autre jour mais ce sera toujours trop tôt pour ma confession demain est un autre jour sans qu'on fasse le tour de cette satanée question j'amerais bien te dire de très jolis mots bleus qui ouvriraient la porte du palais des cieux mais si jamais je devais prendre en pleine face le poids du malentendu ça laisserait des traces demain est un autre jour peut-être le tour de plus qu'une conversation demain est un autre jour ce sera peut-être un four ou peut-être une révélation toutes les idées folles que j'ai dans la tête sont encore assez loin d'être tout à fait prêtes ensuite il faudra trouver le juste moment la conjonction lunaire, le bon alignement c'est vrai qu'après tout qu'est-ce que j'ai donc à offrir qui soit assez tentant pour capter ton sourire? je ne suis sans doute pas assez vaniteux pour avoir le cran de te faire mes aveux demain est un autre jour je te dirai bonjour on se claquera la bise sans façons demain est un autre jour un compte à rebours qui n'a pas de conclusion
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I feel stuck between a rock and a hard place When I give in to your embrace You’d never miss a chance to disappoint But one day, it’ll be over You say you want it to be meaningful Then you make it all resentful And the crap you say to prove your point Doesn’t make it any better Cause you run, fast, like the devil You care for nothing Yeah you run, fuck it, like the devil You care for no one, not even yourself You can tell by the way I feel That I’m tired of turning your wheel Yes, today, I tip my cap and leave Your mimicry of living Your double standards have been unmasked You can’t reply to the questions asked And as I stand here on the eve Of freedom, I spread my wings Cause you run, fast, like the devil You care for nothing Yeah you run, fuck it, like the devil You care for no one, not even yourself This highway of self-deception Can only lead to self-destruction When the end will come you will repent But no grace will be given I can hear you whine and complain Beg for mercy but it’s in vain This gift you treated with contempt Won’t care if you feel broken Cause you run, fast, like the devil You care for nothing Yeah you run, fuck it, like the devil You care for no one, not even yourself
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When I see you I forgive the world its ugliness When I see you I forgive the lord his thoughtlessness When I see you I just feel like life’s eternal wheel Has not been rolling on forever useless You taught me more than I think I have taught you You make me wiser than I ever dreamed to You make my life complete, meaningful and sweet And whoever brought you down here, I bow to you If you feel lost and lonely Turn you head and you will see me I’ll never be far behind you Ready to extend a helping hand in case you need me to When I see you it all fits into the masterplan I can start to love this world I do not understand For the light that shines from you is so bright and so true It makes this junkyard feel like a true homeland I won’t tell you you’ll never cry That would be such a shameful lie But every now and then you’ll feel right Enough to justify the moon the earth and stars in the sky.  
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Every single man likes to think he’s God’s masterpiece But they’re all mistaken ‘cause it’s pretty clear that I am They all do their best to pretend they haven’t noticed And I understand It must be tough to live as a scam Does this world deserve me? What would it be without me? I shiver at the thought Does this world deserve me? What would it be without me? But the world doesn’t seems to know And seems to even less care… I’m a living proof that genius can go to waste And when I’ll be dead proof "Qualis artifex pereo!" The cattle swallows any crap that goes barefaced And ignores my wisdom Yes, squandering is the law Does this world deserve me? What would it be without me? I shiver at the thought Does this world deserve me? What would it be without me? Well, the world doesn’t seems to know And seems to even less care… If I had a dollar each time I deluded myself I’m not saying I’d be richer than Bill Gates But I could invite you in a fancy restaurant And leave a generous tip on the plate Here I am again, high on wishful thinking But the fall will be brief, I look forward to the landing The world didn’t need me Will carry on without me Well too bad for them all The world didn’t need me Will carry on without me Well, nevermind
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Down by the water My love and I did weep For to some, the sight of lovers Holding hands is evil indeed Oh, this is no place for us For hearts who wish nothing more Than to beat at the same pulse It seems we make people sore Long live love Godsend from above Long live you We were beautiful, naked and true What did we do wrong? I thought about it time and again Why a hatred so strong? Why are you so eager to maim? Did we take anything from you? Did we bring sorrow and pain? Have we brought the storm and the rain? We simply did not do what we were expected to Long live love Down by the water We took a long last kiss And the motherly arms of the river Took us to a place of bliss.
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Will you paint your face and dance for me You know just what I want Will you do what it takes to please me With no hassle or rant You were born to be my pride and joy I was born to take you home You are my prize to enjoy I know how to handle a storm But one half of heaven's insane The other half is taking the blame One half of heaven's gone mad The other one has no choice and that's just mad I know you work so hard honey But that is no excuse If you don't satisfy me Tell me what is your use? This whining has to stop It really stings my nerves You kill my patience by the drop Don't ask me why it hurts But one half of heaven's insane The other half is taking the blame One half of heaven's gone mad The other one has no choice and that's just mad One half of heaven's insane The other half is taking the blame One half of heaven's gone mad The other one has no choice and that's just mad One half of heaven won't listen To the cries of the unforgiven But water always finds a road And shatters even the hardest stone
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04:30
Mary, do you think of me sometimes, I wonder if you do ‘Cause you have been a regular guest in my mind for the last month or two I know I shouldn’t think of you this way, I’m not supposed to But I don’t care what other people say, I wanna get lost within you Mary do I star into your dreams, cause you haunt most of mine I’m scared of heights when you smile at me, it sends me flying so high I’m devising a masterplan to attract your attention to me I thought of many tricks to lure your gaze and lock it carefully But like a Junior Malanda of sorts I flunk when I should pull the hook And prince charming turns into a sod blurting gobbledygook Finding solace in the knowledge I’m closer and closer everyday I know eventually I will succeed, have you in my sway One day I will muster the courage to tell you about my feelings But if my luck holds as it usually does, I will find you kissing That tall handsome and funny guy you met two days before And I will curse myself for being too cautious, god’s clown once more Well-mannered as I am I’ll resist the urge to kneecap the f*** bastard But the one I will truly hate is myself, the goofy retard
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03:00
Van ver over ’t woater was ze gekommen Ze was gevlucht voe kogels en bommen Ze droomde van ier e nieuw leevn ip te bouwn Voe te kun zien gelik d’andere vrouwn Ze wist in ’t begun van toeten noch bloazen Ze wist an gin kanten woarin of woarut Ze wier bekeken lik ièn van die dwoazen Ze wier bedrogen en utgebut Ze was nog e kiend, nog nie hièl volwassen ’t was hemelste moeilik voer eur an te passen De toal de manieren, gewentes en zeden Zee veel in eur bedje geschrièmd en gebeden Mor ip z kiè zat z’e liedje te ziengen Over de liefde en al van die diengen En al de mensen die hadden gelusterd Woaren direkt an eur lippen geklusterd Ze wiern betoverd deur die schoane gezangen Ze wiern deur die prachtige stemme gevangen ’t was e boekee van zuvere klanken Der woaren der bie die begosten te janken Ze vergoaten de kleur van da meistje eur vel Eur toale verstoenden ze plotseling wel Ze zoagn eur nu geren gelik da ze was Ook al was ze van een ander ras Voer al de mensen die ‘t verhoal en goard En under ooit an een ander gestoard, Gift al de mensen roend junder de keure Opent voer iederièn junder deure.
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06:32

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On Imaginary Suitcase's term, it's been quite a wait... Almost a year after "The shape of things forsaken", a year devoted to the 20th anniversary & farewell tour of Ceilí Moss, Laurent is here again with another collection of first-class acoustic songs.

With the precious cooperation of long-time soulmate Seesayle, of Formiga & Cigale for arrangements and of Yves Antoine for recording and mixing.

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released October 10, 2015

All words and music by Laurent Leemans except "Matty Groves" and "she's like the swallow" traditional, arr. Laurent Leemans and "Aangaspoeld" words Johan De Waele music Mieke Van Loo.

All vocals and instruments by Laurent Leemans except harp on "demain est un autre jour" and "long live love" by Eva Genniaux, fiddle on "demain est un autre jour" and "long live love" by Anna Amigó, vocals on "long live love" and "she's like the swallow" and fiddle on "she's like the swallow" by Cécile "Seesayle" Gonay.

All tracks recorded & mixed by Laurent Leemans except "run like the devil" and "when I see you" recorded and mixed by Yves Antoine.

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Grumpy Belgian singer-songwriter voicing his considerations about life, death, and the confusing bits inbetween.

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