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DÆL - Voyeurs
02:19
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He smelled of cigarettes and rain
His voice was drowned out with pain
But it sounded beautiful
I couldn't help but wonder
Where he found shelter on his smoke break
We're all alone
Trapped inside our own
Minds we can't break free
On the dark end of town
No there's no-one around
She's walking all alone
She forgot her knife at home
I hope she makes it safe
We're all alone
Trapped inside our own
Bodies we can't break free
We're all voyeurs
Living through each other
Trying to find something real
We're all alone
Trapped inside our own
Lives we can't break free
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It was always a battle
And when it wasn’t it was dull
If we weren’t at each others throats
We were sitting around bored
You gave up first
You gave up first
So we fought and so we scrapped
Just to keep the spark alive
Laying mines and setting traps
Laying it on the line
You gave up first
You gave up first
I surrender
I surrender
You gave up first
You grew up first
You knew it was all a game
You out grew me
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DÆL - Red One
01:52
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Take me home
Down by the river, past fields of gold
Take me to where your lips first met mine
Hold me close
Tell me you'll never let me go
Make it show make sure I know
Cause I don't want to leave you behind again
I hate goodbyes; I never cry
But inside I might just die
I don't know what I will do
If I can't see you
Show me around
I don't know my way, I forget this town
And you're the only one I know 'round here
It's been so long
Everyone I know has long since gone
And you will soon leave me too, alone
This isn't my home, I'm all alone
And I've lost all I've known
I am a stranger here
Might as well disappear
Where is my home
The river's run dry, the fields were corn
And you've left me all alone for good
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Dom Cotovia - Hold A Gun
06:49
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Dom Cotovia - Dragoon
03:07
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Rojer MODre - Starlight
03:14
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It’s been a long time since I was born
Just a boy with a metal horn
Scared of the sunshine and all my friends
Would tell me it also gave them the bends
Small cyborg boys, dressed in black
Never to get old, never to look back
and smile at those times,
When we got lost in the starlight.
And so here I am, I’ll tell you my tale
About all them kids
stealing my fingers and my bolts
Who got impaled
So Darling Dearest hey,
It’s all okay, I swear to God
I know my orders are to burn you to little bits
But I won’t if you stay
And did you know, the colour of your eyes
turn to napalm, everytime you cry
to the sky and ask if it’s alright
Darling, I love that
You remind me of a time, when everything was just right
Sitting across from me in the barracks
I wasn’t a warmachine, told to keep my gears clean
Dearest, I hope you hate that
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How does it feel to be a stranger in your own heart
Where the time tick tocks tick tocks tearing us apart
So I'll put you at the bottom of the ocean: just you and me
Counting two by fours, two by six, two by three
And where you're breathless you won't let me down
And where you're breathless you won't let me down
And the sun might set and rise just a million times
And my old mechanical heart won't die
So darlin' dearest hey, I've a new game to play
It's called "I'll see you tomorrow but definitely not today."
How does it feel to be a stranger in your own head
Counting all the cracks and all the nails that make you dead
And under steady water they won't hear you make a sound
I guarantee it's better than the whispers you'd hear underground
And when you're weightless I just might decide
That killing what I love isn't a crime
And the sun might set and rise just a million times
And my old mechanical heart just cannot die
So darlin' dearest hey, I've a new game to play
It's called "I won't see you tomorrow and probably not today."
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Your father sits atop of his throne
And dead birds can’t talk about everything they saw
The king’s in his castle
He’ll make you bow down as he grins a wicked smile
And he doesn’t know what he’s done
A lifetime of sorrow and he doesn’t give a fuck
And he’s aware of what he did
A lifetime of suffering, now do you feel good?
Your father sits atop of his throne
It’s been seven years and this doesn’t feel like home
His eyes turn steely black
And if mother knew what he did, she’d have a heart attack
So you sit there in fear ‘cause it’s all that you have,
And you can’t help but feel as if you’ve been stolen from.
Your humanity was tossed away along with your childhood gowns,
And now you wear that convex dress that matches your frown.
And your mother still calls him your dad
She just doesn’t quite understand what makes him a man
All those tears that you shed
You can’t quite help but believe you’d be better off dead
But you’re alive, you’re alive
What a blessing to me
You’re alive, you’re alive
Please always be
So you sit there in fear ‘cause it’s all that you have,
And you can’t help but feel as if you’ve been stolen from.
Your humanity was tossed away along with your childhood gowns,
And now you wear that convex dress that matches your frown.
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