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Listen to yourself
04:23
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"We can't afford to have a car, just imagine a house"
Said the helpless man with a bottle in his hand
Let me see your clothes, you one-armed killer on the way
Slowly he pushed away his empty happiness
And now we're taking turns for watering plants
to avoid to walk into each other
The room is not enough, it barely fits inside the closet
The time has come to do what your heart says,
or you'll never get back, never get back anymore
You decorate your window, but don't you see they're flowers in a cell
Listen to the world, listen to yourself.. na na na na na na (x2)
Funky colors, fancy dresses, nostrills filled with strength
The cat ate the last red fish left in the bowl
I tried so hard to be someone who was worth listening to
I ended up hurting myself and the ones who loved me, too
And now we're taking turns for buying cheap food
not to talk to each other, that's me
The one who bites his tongue
the one who kills his pain with white pills
The time has gone to show what your heart keeps
now you'll never get back, never get back anymore
There will be no more parties
no celebrations of your adult life
Listen to the world, listen to yourself na na na na na na... (x4)
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So glad
04:07
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Lady, lost in those wounds that you're feeding
Longing for love like a baby
Laughing at me like twisted clown
Oh yeah
Now guys, I've got a statement to speak out
Will you forgive me if I'm too loud
I've got this necessity, right now
I used to tell you secrets
A finger's all I got
So glad you've gone away!
Bandmates, somebody you can't rely on
Self-respect seems to be now gone
Far beyond any good hope, no hope
Oh yeah
Posers, I won't give back what I've stolen
You made me feel like the problem
of your new rising big thing
Remember I was drowning
Now in a glass I sail
So glad you've gone away!
We had some real good times though
Playing our pure rock'n'roll
My regret, this will never go away
Don't mean a thing if you still talk to me...
So glad you've gone away!
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Lost in patience
03:56
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Aging and rocking the lane
till I saw you taking off on that Tuesday night
Now that I'm counting the days
Your voice comes suddenly in a sunbeam
I was waiting for a sign of yours, never came as a sign to me
The agreement was I hold the door and you watch that kid
We'd been hearing like a sort of noise
Then the guy at the counter started to scream
In the room where I woke up you were just not there
Lost in a world of patience
while everybody else is feeling fine but
no, I have got no patience
Already told you that the monsters are haunting me
Ankles and wrists are now tied
Had some water in a bucket, it reflects my guilt
They say you moved to another cell
many as me, I can hear their moans
The jailer slaps me in the dark I'm feeling sense of shame
Your finger on that smooth and cold iron trigger
dangerously shaking and sweating in a frame of time
Me, I didn't know how to behave
All in all I've always been a loser
One more failure don't change much to me
(background choir: Ducunt Volentem Fata, Nolentem Trahunt)
Lost in a world of patience
while everybody else is feeling fine but
no, I have got no patience
Already told you that the monsters are haunting me
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Untitled #2
03:26
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Since Cobie Smulders walked into my life
Things could no longer be the same
And we all knew this
Everyone knows how beautiful she is
I do not know if I started to watch "How I met your mother"
for a reason or just by chance
the fact is that I fell in love
Only years after I began to watch it again
I still remember her wonderful beauty and again, I fell in love again
This time the reason was clear, I left the guys of the band
I could only find a little comfort in dreaming of living in NYC
Everytime, I need to start again from the beginning, everytime
It's amazing how things can change quickly
They don't even give you the time to catch your breath
Like a boxer who takes the punch that sends him to the carpet
Just as he's about to rise
Or so said, someone that I really admire
I could only find a little comfort in dreaming of living in NYC
Everytime, I need to start again from the beginning, everytime
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Screen increases thirst for blood
People stare at me, I don't care no more
Light the umpteenth cigarette
Drink another killer coffee cup
The more you talk to me, the more I feel like a boiled frog
Raised the threshold of my pleasure, I feel so empty
Who could says that those shapes would have affected you so much
Making you lose forever your ancestral yearnings
The clock hanging on the wall
beats the rhythm of his anxiety
Bet another token on the good wheel, now you win
Have a sip of poison dressed in lace
The more you talk to me, the more I feel like a boiled frog
Raised the threshold of my pleasure, I feel so empty
Who could says that those shapes would have affected you so much
Making you lose forever your ancestral yearnings, wide eyes bleeding
Hide behind that screen
Watch pornography
Real colours ain't that deep
Your world don't exist
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Sven Jørgensen Brescia, Italy
"As you feel relief in venting your anger or tension with punching a wall, so I created my songs with the claim that
someone, somewhere, listening to them, could let out all the discomfort that this senseless society makes us facing every day."
I'm a musician who feel the need of letting his feelings out. This is music.
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