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The F.C.
03:10
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The F.C
Your lips are close to mine,
your cheek is close to my nose,
nothing could bring me away from that insane flame.
That’s crazy even for me,
i’ve never had considered
such a thing I named “The Fatal Chemistry”.
After college I imposed myself to
leave behind all sort of my dreams
that was barely connected to my hometown.
I said to her “let’s just be friends” “we’ll see”.
I said to him “I’m really in love with Vee”.
I’ve just seen you at the corner,
your bike is faster than
my will to run after you and start with “Hi”.
Now I’m running fast.
Now I’m ready to move my legs,
like me and you when we were connected by The F.C.
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Ties
01:41
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Ties
I gotta find a new lie, of any kind.
Break your ties, the tax is high.
Break your ties, I’ll show how to leave ‘em
moving on till we’ll feel the same chill.
I gotta a bone to pick with my old bad friends.
I’m breaking my ties till the rhythm is high,
breaking my heart, get me close to you again,
breaking your heart,
heart heart heart.
They’re stupid like I tolda ya.
In their male-junky-attitude they’ll drawn.
I was spending that days trying to be so nice,
that Wednesday night.
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Dawn
02:02
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Dawn
Oh hey my baby what do you wanna do?
We’re making a fool as we like to do.
You keep on going fast but I ain’t that far.
Just to realise that we didn’t feel that bad.
Let’s match up in the night,
it’s the only time when we can cry and be fine.
There ain’t no better time,
there ain’t no tears there ain’t no fears,
there’s only laugh by now.
Oh every time I try to get over you.
A blackened love supposed to disappear.
You came from nowhere, you started to talk.
What I did like, was your way of figuring out.
uuh uuh
You broke my flow,
seeing the dawn.
I just don’t know.
You’re leading me on.
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4. |
Closet
00:52
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All My Friends (LCD Soundsystem cover)
That's how it starts.
We go back to your house.
We check the charts,
and start to figure it out.
And if it's crowded, all the better,
because we know we're gonna be up late.
But if you're worried about the weather,
then you picked the wrong place to stay.
That's how it starts
It comes apart,
the way it does in bad films.
Except in parts,
when the moral kicks in.
You drop the first ten years just as fast as you can
and the next ten people who are trying to be polite.
When you're blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France
yeah, I know it gets tired only where are your friends tonight?
To tell the truth,
oh, this could be the last time.
So here we go
Like a sales force into the night.
And if I made a fool,
if I made a fool,
if I made a fool on the road, there's always this.
And if I'm sewn into submission,
I can still come home to this.
And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand.
You can sleep on the plane or review what you said,
when you're drunk and the kids leave impossible tasks,
you think over and over, "hey, I'm finally dead."
Oh, if the trip and the plan come apart in your hand,
you look contorted on yourself your ridiculous prop.
You forgot what you meant when you read what you said,
you always knew you were tired,
Where are your friends tonight?
Where are your friends tonight?
If I could see all my friends tonight
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Beirut
02:57
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Beirut
When I try to find some reason,
when I try to knock me out,
just one shot to get new vibes and let them flow.
When they started another fight,
we were all way more excited.
People outside were dancing all night long.
Bleeding.
It’s been so suffocating, when the lightning never never never ceased.
Bleeding.
It’s been so suffocating, when they started aiming right at our heads.
You wildly became my vice.
I can’t take you off my sight.
Now slow down, hard days are coming to our place tomorrow.
Salad days will never go away wherever place we’ll stay.
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7. |
Super Paradise
03:13
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Super Paradise
Your skin on the VCR.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Drag me to your super paradise.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Going further your lies, it’s like playing dice.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Don’t follow me through my fool’s paradise.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Dreams, trust, pressure, drugs,
breath and crashes.
We’re still on the cops’ VCR.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Drag me to your super paradise.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Let’s steal some money, oh soggy soggy honey.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Just do something mad, like when we first met.
You kept on messing me up,
still keep on messing me.
Dreams, trust, pressure, drugs
breath and crashes.
Dreams, lovers, girls and money
drugs and crashes.
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Tonight
02:55
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Tonight
Baby tonight I would like to share my gloomy dreams with you.
Baby tonight I’d like you to get your dreamy nature back.
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