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High
04:36
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Breaking away from that magic spell,
Casting ideals, of money and fame.
Fake illusions, that society feeds from,
Dirty old bong, that humans vape on.
And it gets them high
And it gets them high
And it gets them high
And it gets them high
Come on my son it's time to go
You can't be late to school, or you'll end up just like me.
Working twelve a day, to get you that shit phone right away
So you go to your room and tweet all day.
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2. |
Running for Fear
06:11
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Sons and daughter,
In their disguises.
Standing in line,
while fortune arises.
Hey man in the suit,
stop buying poverty.
Save them from they don’t know,
the green papers of blood won’t save them all.
Blood and tears,
makes their cologne.
And we do nothing,
as they sit in the throne.
Laying in bed,
I write this song.
But in the end,
I am a servant of their own.
Running for fear,
don’t think twice.
Running for fear,
telling no lies.
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3. |
Anti Love
04:10
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Go away, go that way.
Because that’s the way I’m not going.
Lie to me, lay with me.
Faking love together.
Don’t Know what to say now,
we keep feelings away.
People do just what they want,
We don’t look for each other, you hate, even your brothers.
All the nice things that you’ve said.
You just lack the swing to do them.
Now we’re just two enemies,
strangely on the same side of the road.
Don’t Know what to say now,
we keep feelings away.
People do just what they want,
We don’t look for each other, you hate, even your brothers.
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4. |
CX200
03:05
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My mornings are so nice,
I start with opening my eyes.
Two drops in my old mug,
that takes two seconds for me to chug.
I just want to be cool,
I just want to look nice.
Pretend to right some music,
but in fact, I’m just high.
Been finding it’s kind of hard,
I must have taken like two or three.
How long will I have to wait,
until I finally hit my brain?
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5. |
Donna Belly
08:49
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Where am I?
What's this sky?
Why is it red?
Fish scales on my feet.
Vapor stream dunes.
Near by the shed.
It's so dark as bright.
Must follow the night.
Donna Belly,
Dance for the rain.
Donna Belly,
Don't let me be drained.
I'm here again.
The red sky,
Is no strange to I.
Can't feel the scales.
Can't inhale.
Where is the shed?
I think I'm dead,
Or being watch by the moon.
Donna Belly,
Dance for the rain.
Donna Belly,
Don't let me be drained.
Saw my reflection in your skin.
With fear I lean,
to grab a soul with no name
Saw my reflection in your eyes.
With fear I lean,
to call a name with no soul.
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Cri the Coeur Porto, Portugal
Cri the Coeur, from the French expression cri de coeur, a cry from the heart, was formed in November 2017 but, the 5 members stablish the beginning of the project as a band in April 2018. Since then, the quintet did not stop making music and with some luck, a few invites for concerts were appearing. Now they release theirs first EP, "High". ... more
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