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La Disco
03:48
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Dans l'odeur d'huile de moteur, au fond du garage
roulez jeunesses, respirez l'asphalte
respirez l'asphalte
sur les parkings les soirs de fête au village
quand les Marlbaro fument et que les peaux moites s'étalent sur le skai
quand les Marlbaro fument et que les peaux moites s'étalent sur le skai
Ta gourmette claque quand tu passes les vitesses sur le parking de la discothèque
le soleil cogne sur la tôle dans la chaleur le rouge à lèvres déborde
on fume des clopes on décapsule les bières à la chaîne
habitacle saturé de vapeur de mauvais after-shave
on se fait chier on jette des regards torves à travers les pare-brises
sur les vieux, sur les mères de familles
on se fait chier on jette des regards torves à travers les pare-brises
sur les vieux, sur les mères de familles
Ta gourmette claque quand tu passes les vitesses sur le parking de la discothèque
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2. |
The Brightness
04:20
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When was the last time you did something for yourself ?
when was the last time you did something on your own ?
when was the last time you did something you really wanted to ?
when was the last time you did something you decided regardless of what the other say
regardless of what the other say
And you feek like you're such a little thing in their eyes
and you know that when you look at the lights it never strikes
but on a silent road in the desert when you look away suddenly it does
then you know you finally got a way to get back to life
This is an automatic response to contempt and loss of faith
This is an automatic response to contempt and loss of faith
It's more lights that what you expected
This is an automatic response to contempt and loss of faith
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3. |
Sleeping Revolution
04:11
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Coffee sort of, look up after sweet nuts on the side
Wake up too bad, takeoff at last crawl out of the bed
on the floor, to the kitchen
like a worm, already exhausted
Naked on the tale one step ahead into the shower
Chilling out, freezing inside this is 6:30 AM
Life is no real, life doesn't come easy,
sinking into the gray ocean of sacrifice
sinking into the gray ocean of sacrifice
Let me suffocate inside a pillow let me disappear into my bed
close my door and throw the key away
This will be my revolution a sleeping revolution
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4. |
100 Times A Day
03:28
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He feels despair a 100 times a day
he falls in love a 100 times a day
he tries to be attractive, to make new friends, to go out in bars a 100 times a day
Tried to kill himself dozen time
calls his mum on the phone a 100 times a day
he shows an happy face a 100 times a day
but lonely days and lonely nights always the same when no one pay
He bites a bullet a 100 times a day
He stares at gorgous a 100 times a day
he tries to be in neighbour, to be a decent guy he tries to recycle and to ride a bike
Tried to kill himself dozen time
No one cares no one pay
Swallow buckets of sleeping pills no one pay
Hang yourself, no one pay
walk along the highway, no one pay
You got to kill yourself,
kill yourself for good
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Purgatoire
03:19
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Y'en a qui vivent l'enfer, toi c'est le purgatoire
des crucifix plein de tes rêves
tu traces ta route jusqu'au cimetière
quand tes peurs accélèrent
tu sens ton coeur qui bat
des cauchemars que tu fais taire
c'est ton dernier combat
des cauchemars
tu te lèves pour voir les corbillards qui passent
tu te lèves pour voir les corbillards qui passent
il y en a qui vivent l'enfer
Toi c'est le purgatoire
tu te lèves pour voir les corbillards qui passent
tu te lèves pour voir les corbillards qui passent
et le silence quand les prêtres se penchent sur toi
tu te lèves pour voir les corbillards qui passent
tu te lèves pour voir les corbillards qui passent
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Acrobatic
03:08
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Tickle chance, once again, you watch your step cause she's watching you
on a high wire where you could touch the sky, slide your feet and recite some lucky charms
you've made her raised ghost, monkey business,
She needs to get out somehow
You're breakable, acrobatic
Can't find her on the ground did she turned away ?
In the middle of a crisis when your legs are shaking will you walk the line ?
And the wall in your head grows high, grey, effective, smooth, with no way over
You're breakable, acrobatic
You don't get it, you don't know why
you don't get it you don't know why
cause she's watching you
she is waiting for you cause
she's watching you
she's waiting for you
You're breakable, acrobatic
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Coeur De Silex
04:15
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En attendant que tes ennemis mordent la poussière
Tu tournes la tête et disparaît
efface tes empreintes et coule à pic comme une pierre
ne laissant derrière toi que les traces de ton passage
des marques seulement des marques
coeur de silex trompe le monde
coeur de silex trompe le monde
Et on te cherche dans les miroirs
plus léger que l'air que tu déplaces
tu apparais, disparais
on te devine dans le vent
celui qui agite la ville
un perdant magnifique
quand tu déploies tes ailes quand tu déploies tes ailes
cherche les courants ascendants toujours plus haut
Toujours plus haut
des ailes de papillon écartelées, épinglées au mur épinglées au mur
Et on te cherche dans les miroirs
plus léger que l'air que tu déplaces
tu apparais, disparais
Et on te cherche dans les miroirs
plus léger que l'air que tu déplaces
tu apparais, disparais
coeur de silex trompe le monde
coeur de silex trompe le monde
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Lousy
04:15
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you got a urging soul and you ride and you ride …
and you ride and you ride and you ride …
you got a urging soul and you ride and you ride
We can't stand, we can't stand your misery anymore
You got a urging soul soul, begging for crumbs, licking the ground
and you stand in the front of our house
you stand in the front of our house
but you are disappearing, becoming invisible in our eyes
fading to gray and we stand right there
with bottles of Champagne in our hands
thin bubbles tickling our nose so sweet but bitter in the end
Are we getting high ? you bring us down
you stand in the front of our house, you stand in the front of our house,
And you walk, and you walk,
your own shoulders is a burden you can't carry anymore
We can't stand, we can't stand your misery anymore
but you are disappearing, becoming invisible in our eyes
fading to gray and we stand right there
with bottles of Champagne in our hands
thin bubbles tickling our nose so sweet but bitter in the end
Are we getting high ? you bring us down
Are we getting high ? you bring us down
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NB 5
02:48
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laying in a bed you're almost gone
not even a shine in your eye
listening to to breath inside the walls
slapping steps banging in your head
machines surrounding your bed are beeping slowly, slowly again
you are dreaming of an horror plag all sweating dripping everywhere
Number five has passed away he was all alone
number five has passed away, he was all alone
cannot hear that old crap breathing anymore
And doctors smile, nurse smile and that bother you
And doctors smile, nurse smile and that bother you
you take pills new shot you're miserable
begging hard ugly nurse see the smile behind the curse
take a spoon, brain-dead, perfused, you old garbage
Number five has passed away he was all alone
All of them stuffed with their gossips
And they keep on tell you lies and that bother you
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10. |
Shoes
02:29
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I wear a pair of shoes that a man give to me, many years ago
I walk on the streets,
I feel the holy ground
I feel the rain
I look at the Holy sky
even when my feet are wet
I'll keep on walking … again
I wear a pair of shoes full of holes and scars
Sometimes it cuts and hurts my flesh
but on my two legs I stand
I know it's all craps but I stand
and I'll keep on walking ... again
I wear a pair of shoes that a man give to me, many years ago
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Haw
03:06
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Getting a job could make the world be a better place
that's the thing I'm listening to every night on the news
I've been useless I cannot shop anymore
Too old, too fat, too lazy for too long now
And I'm useless I cannot shop anymore
Cause I'm jobless, I cannot shop anymore
I realize I don't have any chances left I'm against the world on my own
I'm a piece of white trash blowing in the head
cause I use to have my own house
cause I use to have my own house
And I'm useless I cannot shop anymore
Cause I'm jobless, I cannot shop anymore
wake up in the morning have nice time as a searching
And I'm useless I cannot shop anymore
Cause I'm jobless, I cannot shop anymore
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Catalogue Marseille, France
Born in Marseille in 2013, the group is part of the post-punk revival movement, influenced by the musical abundance of the
post-punk 80s.
From those years, they hear the mixing of genres, the mechanics of dance and the absence of limits. Carried by a stubborn drum machine, the bass hammers while guitars, synths and voices shape the melodies: explosive rock and classy new-wave.
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