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Aidono
03:50
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I don’t know what I want
Or what I need
It’s not my fault you know
I’m too hard to please
I don’t know what I want
Or what I need
But I’m trying, I’m trying
Everything I know just slipped and fell into a hole and now it’s gone
What am I gonna do now?
Can I have it all or can I have a little more just for the road
Did you take it away now?
I don’t know what I want
Or what I need
It’s not my fault you know
I’m too hard to please
I don’t know what I want
Or what I need
But I’m trying, I’m trying
Falling, I’m falling
I don’t even know what I can do to help it
So I might as well enjoy the drop
It doesn’t have to stop here
But we’re stalling mid-falling
Maybe it’ll work out but that’s boring
I can circle back where I was born
Back into the pond
But I’m all inside out
And I’m gonna have to sign out
I’m all inside out
And I’m gonna have to sign out
I don’t know what I want
Or what I need
It’s not my fault you know
I’m too hard to please
I don’t know what I want
Or what I need
But I’m trying, I’m trying
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2. |
Holla
04:19
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And I know
But I made it through the night
Yeah I made it through alright
And I’m going
Holla, Holla, Holla, Holla
J’tais calé tout à côté
Quand l’école a éclaté
J’ai plus les bails
Ni les détails
On n’a pas traîné
J’ai avalé la poussière
Toute une vie par terre
Deux zéro vingt deux
brasero
taser aux mains le
Au centre la barrière
Allongé sur le bas côté
J’ai laissé la roue me raser
La chaleur a tout effacé
Allongé sur le bas côté
Je t’ai laissée me dépasser
Et tu commences à te lasser
And I know
But I made it through the night
Yeah I made it through alright
And I’m going
Holla, Holla, Holla, Holla
And I know
But I made it through the night
Yeah I made it through alright
And I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow
Le tireur s’est retiré
Ton visage est détouré
La décennie
Déjà partie
On a recommencé
Sur la même lancée
Les écrans allumés
Et la tête éteinte
Face aux enceintes
On verra le reste demain
C’est déjà le début du jour
Tu penses au chemin de retour
Y a plus que du temps à tuer
Assis au milieu du carrefour
J’attendais encore les secours
Ils finiront par me trouver
And I know
But I made it through the night
Yeah I made it through alright
And I’m going
Holla, Holla, Holla, Holla
And I know
But I made it through the night
Yeah I made it through alright
And I’m hollow, hollow, hollow, hollow
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3. |
At Least I Tried
04:35
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This is not a dream
It is an attack
This is how i win you over
I have set the scene
We’re about to act
We have played it back and forward
You know we met before
Back in ’94
You were standing in the corner
And every year since then
Here we meet again
Even if you won’t remember
I was doing without you
I was doing without
But you were never gonna let it slide
I was doing without you
I was doing without
But you were never gonna let it slide
At least i tried, at least i tried
You were never gonna let it slide
At least i tried, at least i tried
You were never gonna let it slide
So I travel back to you
Back in ’92
Just so we can have a moment
And i ll see you again
In another 10
You won’t look a minute older
I was doing without you
I was doing without
But you were never gonna let it slide
I was doing without you
I was doing without
But you were never gonna let it slide
At least i tried, at least i tried
You were never gonna let it slide
At least i tried, at least i tried
You were never gonna let it slide
You were never gonna let it slide
Let it slide, let it slide, let it slide
You were never gonna let it slide
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4. |
Wallpaper
03:06
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The walls are closing in on you, on you
You had so many things to do, to do
The worst is yet to come
The worst is yet to come
The worst is yet to come
The worst is yet to come
The wolves are crawling into view, into view
We had such better hopes for you, for you
The worst is yet to come
The worst is yet to come
The worst is yet to come
The worst is yet to come
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5. |
Voices In Your Head
04:15
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So the mirror saw you talking
Saw you talking to yourself dear
It pretended not to notice
Just like everybody else here
Are you out there
Are you out there
Are you on your own?
Do you want us
Do you want us
To take you home?
So the river it invites you
But you cannot hear it beckon
How can anybody have you
When you cannot have yourself, son
Are you heading
Are you heading
Are you heading home?
Do you mind it
Do you mind it
If we come along?
Oh don’t you worry ‘bout a thing
This is all up in your head
Oh we’re just in it for the thrills
We were never really there
Oh are you running out of lines
Cause you’re running out of time
Oh no one’s getting out alive
Save the voices in your mind
All the things you like are dying
Dying after one another
And you haven’t yet decided
What you’re gonna do about it
Are you doing
Are you doing
Are you doing fine?
In the waiting
In the waiting
In the waiting line?
So the sun is turning over
Since you won’t return its calls now
And the earth is getting colder
So we might as well go home now
Are you out there
Are you out there
Are you on your own?
Do you want us
Do you want us
To take you home?
Oh don’t you worry ‘bout a thing
This is all up in your head
Oh we’re just in it for the thrills
we were never really there
Oh are you running out of lines
Cause you’re running out of time
Oh no one’s getting out alive
Save the voices in your mind
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6. |
Moth
04:20
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Hey
Sorry but we're not feeling it
Maybe some other time
When we're back up and running
Don’t be upset we can make it up to you
Don’t be upset we're just not in the mood
Hey
Problems are being experienced
And we apologize
For the inconvenience
Our deep regrets for offending anyone
Our deep regrets it won’t happen again
Follow me blindly
Cling to my tail
Float to me like a
Moth to a flame
Hey
Would you like some memories
Of your favourite times
These are complimentary
We know you better than you’ll ever know yourself
We know you best, better than the rest
Hey
We regret to inform you
That your trial is ending
We’re suspending
Your account with us
We are sorry to see you go
But just remember though
You can log out anytime you like
But you can never leave
Follow me blindly
Cling to my tail
Float to me like a
Moth to a flame
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7. |
Sign Out
03:58
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It’s been seven hours since my phone's run out of power
And it feels nice, it feels nice
I was born a mess but it has never been like this
No not as bad, not as bad
I have lost all signal
And I wonder where you’re hidden
Are you out, are you having fun
I guess that you’re busy being more stubborn than the rest
Cause that’s my type
You’re just my type
And I was signing out
And I was signing out
As you signed in
And you were signing out
You’re always signing out
When I sign in
It’s been several weeks since I have heard anyone speak
And it feels nice yeah it feels nice
You ask me how i'm doing and I’ll say I’m doing fine
Cause I’m always fine, it’s always fine
And there’ll be a moment where we both pretend we’re friends
And then I’ll sigh
And then you’ll sigh
And you’ll ask me if I’m seeing anyone and I’ll clear my throat and say
No one
No one that matters
And I was signing out
And I was signing out
As you signed in
And you were signing out
You’re always signing out
When I sign in
And I was signing out
And I was signing out
As you signed in
And you were signing out
You’re always signing out
When I sign in
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