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Mon Rêve Familier
03:23
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I often do this dream
Strange and penetrating
Of an unknown woman
That i love and who love me.
And that is every time quite not the same
nether quite another.
She understands me.
As my heart is transparent.
For herself it ceases to be a problem.
For her alone... The dampness of my pale forehead...
Only she knows how coolit, by crying
Is she brown, blonde or redhead... I don't know...
Her name was sweet and sounds like what I loved.
Her eyes are like the eyes of statues,
and her voice quite and serious.
The inflexion of her voice makes me feel how the silence is expensive.
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Reaching The Sky
03:10
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Surrounded by doubts,
i'm looking for an outlet.
To forget the things of life,
and enjoy every moments.
No longer justify for these things.
That's no matter to us.
Take The Road to defend a point of view.
For us, music is about sharing something.
Experiment a serie of experiences,
get out of any routine.
Why should we enter into a mold,
that's not the way we want.
We'll forget all the moments
good or bad, spent together.
Behind the shadows you will find
happiness suffering.
We try to reach the sky,
no matter the price.
Don't forget where you come from,
don't forget where you want to go.
We try to reach the sky,
no matter the price.
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Batthed in Shadows
02:15
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Once again I see this train, leaving far from my home,
taking with it the hope that make me alive.
You're leaving, set pressure,
hazard, is one of the pleasures of life...
The quest of impossible, set specific to human being.
Can you imagine moving on, life makes no sense.
You're surrounded by doubts, bathed in shadows.
You're waiting for a sign.
I'm waiting for a sign, a direction.
I found myself into feelings overspeed.
Aspire to happiness and suffering,
And other contradictions.
I hope, we swear...
Never feel that again
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I lost in confusion, since the day we met.
The only thing I care, is a picture of nothing.
Your words seem sweet, and now it fucks my throats.
How can I belive, your not cheating on me,
The only thing I care, is a picture of nothing.
And now, I try, survive, That's breaking me inside.
These words straight to my heart, break me inside.
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The Feeling Inside
03:22
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This time for sure, I hate my life.
No job, no hope, I think I'm loosing against myself.
Who care I don't know, maybe some friends or not.
Family, no one knows, my feeling inside.
And this time agin I'm watching TV,
another bad love movie.
I just want to throw me out the window,
The life I'll never have.
I think I am the worst dude ever,
I think I'm just another lost boy.
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As Swallows
02:40
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Swallows.
I try to fly to leave the nest.
I think I will hit the ground.
I spread and I'm chirping.
My wings and I'm flying.
As swallows flying to the sun,
They will burn as a paper sheet.
No hope, no feelings.
I forget reason as I forget to breath.
I stay at home all alone,
with my mirror I scream my dismay.
Kill my dreams, and now watch me die.
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DON'T TRUST THE HYPE recordz France
We don't sell music... we just spread our passion !
DIY or die !!!
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