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Dorothy
05:55
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Yes, it took so long but now we are masked, our face was painted by our freaky arms
Sneaking through the stormy weather
Oh a taste of scorn lies on the road
The looks of the people
Oh we feel so wrong
We are young and not that clever
But when you're scared, call Dorothys name
But when you're scared, call, call Dorothys name
Feels like my bed is made of guns
It seems so dead
Give me a hug, my old lady
I raised it up and now I push it back
It seems so dead
Give me a hug, my Dorothy
So I take the other way
See myself, put the lights on
Know how it is
It's kind of funny, bro
Yeah, get out of it
See yourself, put the lights on
Know how it is
It's kind of funny, bro
Exhale the ashes
It's odd
It took so long but here's the fight, the consequence in my weepy room
We cannot be together
Yes I'm so alone
It's filling up my pain, my tears
Yes I can't go home
Doesn't seem to get better
And now I'm scared
I call Dorothys name
And when you are scared, call, call Dorothys name
Feels like my bed is made of guns
It seems so dead
Give me a hug my old lady
I raised it up and now I push it back
It seems so dead
Give me a hug, my Dorothy
So you take the other way
See myself, put the lights on
Know how it is
It's kind of funny, bro
Yeah, get out of it
See yourself, put the lights on
Know how it is
It's kind of funny, bro
Exhale the ashes
It's odd
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2. |
On That Hill
03:06
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Can you hear it
Incoming monster call
Do you want lies to be told, no
It's strenuous, to hear this all
Once you hung up, you'll see the truth
What is up there
When the beasts go straight downhill
What is up there
When the monsters got a broken will
Morning rain falls down
The coat is wet, slippy ground
A tumbling boy on a journey
He decides for his own life
Yeah, the sun comes out and you never felt so good
All these bad vibrations surrender
Keep moving on
And the warmth wakes you up
Face this cold old dark
Go through it, then you won't get lost, yeah
What is up there
When the beasts go straight downhill
What is up there
When the monsters got a broken will
Searching for the light but surrounded
Surrounded by the night
Oh feel the warm side
Searching for the light but surrounded
Surrounded by the night
Oh feel the warm side
All the monsters
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3. |
The Real Storm
03:47
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A great day dies, been so lazy
It was a long walk by the sea
We saw the sun rise in the morning
There was the spark of a lovely feel
Please again and again
In your bright eyes, a small warning
I am as good as I can be
Yes, I'm always right and so patient
At least that's what I believe
Oh again and again
I thrilled you by the sea
A long talk by the river
A great time, so straightforward
A cry out there, in the fields
A storm is coming
A storm is coming
A storm is coming
Here comes the storm
Here comes the storm
A creepy time but we got through
Oh, heaviness in our hearts
I don't leave you, I hold you
No reason to tear apart
Yeah, all the bad vibes hit us like a flood
And all the hard ache, I don't want to feel
But that's passing by
I wanna have you in my life
Stop holding on, to fears
And the real storm comes now
Because I love you
Because I love you
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4. |
Minefield
03:32
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On each level an expert
Nothing disturbs
No matter how dark this soul is
There'll be room for another evil word.
In every minefield you walk step by step
You'll not explode here
It's not time for your death, oh for your death
Through every minefield you run for many miles
It's just another success for your files.
You're an example of life being unfair
Someone begs but you don't care
But in this horrible night
You make promises
But you advertise
For lies lies, only lies
Take your money and drink your wine
See your sacrifices when you dine
Too many broken sounds but there is one rhyme
In every minefield you walk step by step
You'll not explode here
It's not time for your death, oh for your death
Through every minefield you run for many miles
It's just another success for your files
In every minefield you walk step by step
You'll not explode here
It's not time for your death, oh for your death
Through every minefield you run for many miles
It's just another success for your files
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5. |
Black and Blue
04:23
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Come and soothe me, maybe is there's a place for us
I see the dead faces falling apart
Is there a golden ticket or just a key to pass
I see the dead faces falling apart
A kiss of righteousness submerges us, what a mess
There's no key, I know
There's no space
No utopian rescue base
My dear we failed, here is the melt
Only water, that's the case, we talked about
This is the end
It has come
This is a breakdown, we are falling over
Here comes the knock-out for my lying brothers
There's no way out
Why do you wonder
It's horrific to see all this black and blue
It's horrific to see all this black and blue
And I think of all the things I wanted to do
It's horrific to see all this black and blue
Come and soothe me, maybe is there a base for us
I need more free spaces for my squad
Is there an empty shuttle to carry us
I need more free spaces all in a row
A kiss of righteousness submerges us, what a mess
There's no key, I know
There's no space
No utopian rescue base
My dear we failed, here is the melt
Only water, that's the case, we talked about
This is the end
It has come
This is a breakdown, we are falling over
Here comes the knock-out for my lying brothers
There's no way out
Why do you wonder
It's horrific to see all this black and blue
It's horrific to see all this black and blue
And I think of all the things I wanted to do
It's horrific
Black and blue
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6. |
Ode to Us
04:33
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Lived in a small flat, in a charmless town
With some other guys, it was so lovely
I think of past times and how we lived
Of all these beers and blues, that we tasted
There was the master cook, sometimes stoned
A mellow frequenter in every hospital
And the guitar hero with the big, black beard
Yes, he rides his bike like a crazy shit dog
I would rather be here all the time
Waking up by voices and see sleepy faces
Even if this place is full of grime
You can't be lonely here
Now we are nearby but not there
We always drive past, only thinking
But all these thoughts will fade away
Now I create a poem, so I remember
I would rather be here all the time
Waking up by voices and see sleepy faces
Even if this place is full of grime
You can't be lonely here
When I packed my bags, I asked myself
What are you actually doing here, are you actually doing here
Maybe it will never be the same again, the same again
What are you actually doing here, are you actually doing here
It's a process we have to go through
Come face the truth, come face the truth, you know, you know, you know
No options, only moving out
No time to doubt, no time to doubt
What are you actually doing here, are you actually doing here
What are you actually doing
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