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Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Alone, we go faster. Together, we go further, The gods gave you victory today only to make your final defeat more bitter, Hope is a sick joke, I can't believe we're still protesting this shit, Thy Grace & Wisdom, Fake blood from real wounds, The shape of things forsaken, Live in the Ardent City, and 5 more.
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Love is the most overrated thing in the world (2x)
You say you love me, I have doubts
What you want is a Renfield
A magic mirror on the wall
Telling you you’re so pretty and so special
Telling you you’re the only one ever worth longing for
Love is the most overrated thing in the world (2x)
You’d leap in front of a US drone for me
But you can’t hide the boredom
Whenever I tell you how I feel
Great meaningful words they are so lightly thrown
But your WTF face annihilates your credibility
Love is the most overrated thing in the world (2x)
I found your profile
And liked it for a while
But then I started reading your list of prerequisites
Lines and lines of specifications
As long as Apple's latest terms of service
As long as Pink Floyd's technical rider
As boring as the European constitution
As goofy as Kanye West interviewing himself
And finally came to the conclusion:
Hey, what do you think you're Liv Tyler or something?
Love is barely more than a four-letter word
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Plastic
04:15
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Is there one thing in this life that is not fake ?
Is there one thing in this world that is not made of plastic?
Is there one thing in this life that is not fake ?
Well if someone has found one, I’d like to get my hands on it
For we have lost our sense of freedom
It is now on sale on Amazon
Along with all the things we used to hold dear
We have lost all sense and wisdom
It is now on sale on Amazon
And we smile as we pay the price to have it near
Is there one thing that you read that is no lie?
Is there one thing left around that money cannot buy?
Did they leave a single meadow not defiled?
Or is this the final victory of the money-sucking junkies?
We have lost our sense of freedom
It is now on sale on Amazon
Along with all the things we used to hold dear
We have lost all sense and wisdom
It is now on sale on Amazon
And we smile as we pay the price to have it near
Life is great fun, thanks amazon, you kill boredom all care has gone (2x)
Now & forever
We have lost our sense of freedom
It is now on sale on Amazon
Along with all the things we used to hold dear
We have lost all sense and wisdom
It is now on sale on Amazon
And we smile as we pay the price to have it near
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Until his work is done
04:29
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He will not rest until his work is done
He will not spread his legs and lay down in the sun
He will resist the comfort of a smile
He’ll have no rest until the fight is won
All is ahead
He will not rest until his work is done
He will stay strong against the temptation
He won’t allow his hands to be idle
Nothing can shake his dedication
His hands are bleeding
But still they work as hard
His hands are bleeding
But he won’t be discouraged
Not now
He has no idea when his time will come
If he will ever know the satisfaction
To let his fingers remain quiet for while
To let his eyes embrace his creation
His hands are bleeding
But still they work as hard
His hands are bleeding
But he won’t be discouraged
Not now
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This stony ground
04:10
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If hope is not hopeless and tears are not useless on this stony gound
If will is not endless and god is not helpless can you hear the sound
Devoid of all fears and sensations I wake up as the tide rolls in
Someday our tears will pour down and feed the holy land
Someday our tears will pour down and feed the stony gound
If love isn’t restless then why does it fly from us as we lay down
If god really hates us, then why did he throw us on this stony ground
The trials that stand in the way we never had the time to share
Someday our tears will pour down and feed the holy land
Someday our tears will pour down and feed the stony gound
If love it was harmless and wasn’t so reckless would you take my hand
If behind the promise there were no more bruises would you sing my song
The stars they shine brighter tonight they bear witness to the showdown
The mask wears off, the faces come, the devil laughs inside
The mask wears off and all around, you hear a wailing sound
The stars they shine brighter tonight but by the morning I’ll be gone
The devil smiles and winks an eye it’s only just begun
Someday, I’ll cast my arms away and run into the sun
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Instrumental
05:07
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The rest of the world
03:20
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We’ve been lying on the sofa in the comfort of a love
That has not made us cry
Nursing this new love with the tenderness & care that you would give To a newborn child
We’ve been flying for a while on the silken wings of a love
That has not yet been tried
Oblivious and blissfully unaware whether this love
May stand the test of time
Someday at some point One of us will tell a white lie
And from that moment on, it will only go downward
But right now, there’s no such thing as the rest of the world
Look at us, we have it all and we know we should feel so lucky
Like we got a new toy
We just laugh and seize the day, How could anything go wrong?
How could it go wrong?
Someday at some point One of us will be unkind
And from that moment on, it will only go downward
But right now, there’s no such thing as the rest of the world
Even though the rains are pouring and the weather’s foul to the point of absurdity
You and I live in a bubble where the sun is never setting, where we are free
Someday at some point One of us is bound to go wild
And from that moment on, it will only go downward
But right now, there’s no such thing as the rest of the world
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I had to run
04:50
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Some say I’m a blessing, some say I’m a curse
Everybody’s saying something, but my voice is never heard
Many say I look threatening, like an inevitable outburst
But if you would just stop driveling, here are a few words
I had to run from the streets where I used to play when I was a child
When the humming of the cars got replaced by the drums of artillery fire
I hope you never know how it feels to lie down and close your eyes
Wondering whether it’s gonna be your turn tonight.
I am on your tv, every single day
You simply shrug your shoulders and look the other way
Clever people talking they’re on every screen
Nobody wants to listen to the children’s screams
I had to run from the streets where I used to play when I was a child
When the humming of the cars got replaced by the drums of artillery fire
I hope you never know how it feels to lie down and close your eyes
Wondering whether it’s gonna be your turn tonight.
But then again I would hate
To stop clever talking
You know so much better than I
Where it is I came from and where I'm supposed to be going
I know you’re wary of me you fear my dark intentions
The blackness I have seen is beyond your imagination
I had to run from the streets where I used to play when I was a child
When the humming of the cars got replaced by the drums of artillery fire
I hope you never know how it feels to lie down and close your eyes
Wondering whether it’s gonna be your turn tonight.
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Promises
05:20
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I’ll never make promises again And if I do, please slap me hard
I’m too tired to play these games I’ll never make promises again
It’s never worth it and anyway They never last more than a day
Hold me so dear while I shake this disease
When I curl like an embryo again
But if you choose to be free well it is plain to see
I will not be waiting again
Life flows like sand in my hands Let it flow down like a river
To the sea of disappointment Cause every promise ever made
Was only fulfilled by betrayal Deception and slow decay
I have no more stories to tell I told a million times before
And now I’m parched like a dead bone There’s always something you could say
Something standing in the way But in the end there’s hell to pay
Hold me so dear while I shake this disease
When I curl again in shame and disarray
Hold me so dear when I get to the point
Where I can’t see myself in the mirror
When I lie wide awake And I’m feeling homesick
again
Gather what remains and take me back where I belong
Where the moon makes our shadows long
The stupid stuff you say when you don’t think twice
I’m about to pay for it all
I lied to myself like I did with everybody else
And I guess I’m just way too far gone and out
Hold me so dear while I shake this disease
And I shed the old skin I used to brag about
When I lie wide awake And I’m feeling homesick
again
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Wonderful
04:20
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There are wicked men who like to call for war
And enough stupid men to go and fight for them
They remember too late when their face hits the ground
How it feels to hold a lover’s hand
There are many gods and all they have to say
Is go and kill for me, I don’t like how they pray
I guess they are jealous as they will never know
The sweetness of a skin when it glows
You & me, under the sun
Makes me feel like a lucky son of a gun
You & me, under the sun
Makes me feel I’m the only one
There are men who hoard riches beyond any count
Golden toys make en feel good the only way they can
But when the reaper comes knocking at their door
I wonder what it is they might have to show for
But when you kiss me and send shivers down my spine
It’s like an earthquake honey, I might just go blind
Riches are weak and money is a plight
I got enough to take you out tonight
You & me, under the sun
Makes me feel like a lucky son of a gun
You & me, under the sun
Makes me feel I’m the only one
Love is the most
Beautiful thing in the world
You & me, under the sun
Makes me feel like a lucky son of a gun
You & me, under the sun
Makes me feel I’m the only one
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Wild lady
05:07
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Wild lady you're a change in the weather
You don't intend to make any prisoners
I wanna drown in your long hair
I wanna tame this feral stare
I can't stand it anymore
But I keep coming back for more
Your love gives me such a thrill
But your love makes me deeply ill
Let's turn this world to rags
I wanna ride baby, what a drag
I can't stand it anymore
But I keep coming begging for more
You are the honey and the chili
The fresh sparkling water
The burning whiskey
I can't stand it anymore
But I keep coming with a smile for more
Oh baby, be nice to me
I will be nice to you
Sweet baby be nice to me
I will be very nice to you
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Folk/singer-songwriter duo led by a grumpy Belgian guy voicing his considerations about life, death, and the confusing bits inbetween.
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