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Day Out
02:37
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Wanna go out
with my friends,
having fun.
We'll spend the morning looking at the sunrise
begin this day.
With all the girls looking prettier than flowers,
and I hope I can see more smiles than billboard signs.
We'll watch
all these cars pass us by,
and we'll do everything to forget about time.
We'll do everything to forget about all the shit that went down.
Hoping to leave misery miserable alone and behind.
Hoping to leave misery miserable alone and behind.
Living in dreams 'cause I believe in them,
living in dreams 'cause I believe in them.
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Storms
02:10
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Storms roamed in,
and you were sitting there,
and the grocery store was
pounded with drops,
and your head was pounded with thoughts.
Skies turned grey,
and you were loosing things you wanted to say,
and the black clouds – they killed your mind.
And they were killing all that was left inside.
So don't worry girl 'cause
I got this man,
and we've got a deal,
and he said he can keep me safe,
and away from it all.
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Lay Down
01:31
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Pour glitter on your face,
in order to feel the lightness that stars must get in space.
Come down, when you calm down,
in order to lay down,
come in contact with your weight.
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Yellow leaves and white bark and barking dogs and the images of you.
And white snow and dark puddles and dark thoughts and the feelings for you.
Feelings will kill as usual.
And it's been a long time since we had to hide our love.
And it's been a long time since we were afraid to talk.
Feelings will kill as usual.
And your smell burns my insides more than it used to.
And your smell burns my insides more than ever.
Feelings will kill as usual.
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Bring Color
01:58
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One two three, one two three - and you're gone.
And the moment you leave, the minute you leave, I get new company.
Yeah, it's easier,
yeah, it becomes lighter, but what does it have to do with truth.
And you're not my girl, you're my fears, you fly, you pinch my cheeks.
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6. |
Born a Bad Man
02:45
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Eric Shoves Them In His Pockets Warszawa, Poland
Trio Huberta, Christopha i Szymona - dwóch kuzynów i typa, którego poznali w liceum. Jeden jest wysoki, drugi też jest wysoki, trzeci jest niski, ale za to śpiewa. Jest to zespół, który nie chciał być zespołem rockowym, ale jednak gdzieś tam nim jest. Chciał grać muzykę smutną, a podobno gra wesołą. Nie chciał grać piosenek, ale je pisze. Trochę obok, ale jednak w punkt, ESTIHP dążą do celu. ... more
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