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Monster
03:54
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What’s the world behind impossibilities
I like these flies I can do with your face
It’s the root note that hits when you roar
The passion that run through your veins
Wait for me
I come come today
Love more and more
Your rock’n’roll
I could be right, I could be wrong
I might just hide my broken heart home
If you keep it warm I promise to storm
With passion that run through veins
Wait for me
I come come today
Love more and more
Your rock’n’roll
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2. |
Take Off
05:38
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You have come from far you’ve seen it all
So called friends you got it seems they’re gone
Why does it take take so long to understand
Whose for you and who you are to them
You’re so dear you are a light in the dark
Like the rest of the dysfunctional Gods
Everybody’s got their wings to try
You found yours just before you died
I can see it in your eyes
The flash of hope for better times
You’re getting tired of fear and shame
So many rules you have to obey
Making your brain think it’s ok
To have your feet marching to their click
This is a game you chose to play
Your ready to take off
Your ready to take off
Your ready to take off
Ready to wake up
Ready to take off
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3. |
Radio
03:44
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Where do you go
Where do you go
Don’t pretend that you don’t know
I wanna get high
You wanna be fine tonight
I want to hear your sweet melody
Get up the bed
Get out of that mess
No one gives a fuck if you messed
Make it double cheese play it in E
I want to hear your sweet melody
Radio-ooo
Radio-ooo
Where do you go
Where do you go
Don’t pretend that you don’t know
Make it double cheese play it in E
I want to hear your sweet melody
Radio-ooo
Radio-ooo
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4. |
Cave Song
05:30
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This is not a flight anymore
You are flesh and blood
For long the cave has felt too cold and lonely to live
When you dragged yourself up in the morning it was snowing somewhere
And the nature sleeps
Handsome men don’t catch your attention anymore or empty words
Beautiful women hide a skeletone inside them
You know
Even though they’d wear lipstick and high heel shoes
Something has changed
You eat your breakfast in peace
Gone stunning high hormones
It’s enough if you just get up the bed
Now you know how fire burns and the one you’ve truly loved
Fortune tellers gone away with their christal balls and jewelry
Europe got poor but you don’t give it a damn
Beautiful women hide a skeletone inside them
You know
Even though they’d wear lipstick and high heel shoes
Something has changed
You eat your breakfast in peace
Gone stunning high hormones
It’s enough if you just get up the bed
Something has changed
You ease where you used to speed
There’s one way or no way
You reach the love that you’ve seeked
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5. |
King Of Nothing
04:35
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Once upon a time in a rich man’s world
There was girl who climbed up to his tower
Made her way through the ash dump door
Nobody saw, she thought, her courageous venture
Darkness it falls like a lead on the walls
Pass the oak table and clock ticking the hour
No one is home
No one is home
We’re all alone
No don’t you hide my little sweet honey child
Sit here beside my wife who went and died
Don’t you be blue don’t you cry little fool
There are some things for you if you stay true
Darkness it falls like a lead on the walls
Pass the oak table and clock ticking the hour
No one is home, no one stands by the door
Fireflies screaming behind windows and doors
No one is home
No one is home
We’re all alone
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