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First
02:50
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Guarding the threshold of your house,
as part of my engagement with my mouth.
Changing the name on your door sign,
pouring rain strikes you again.
Counting the dents on your guitar,
as part of your duty as a star.
Can't even measure your own suit,
pouring rain dries you again....dries you again
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2. |
Eliya
03:15
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Mowing down your lawn my wisdom teeth began to grow,
shorter grass reveals the longest straw.
Cleaning up your room i found the lyrics to your song,
footage i can use to prove you wrong.
So long....
frown your face along...along...
sharp this arid tongue.
Earth is heating up and yet the concrete stay so cold,
complex fiction written to be sold.
And u almost had me there....and u almost had me there.....
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3. |
Improve.Self
03:13
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Decadence
04:13
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The rust is growing on our rooftops
Pretending to be gold
we'll take off our winter clothes.
The lights are looking good from up here
Pretending to be green
but on the top of our routine we grow our best dead skin
So it won't let us in.
This attack is our defence
cover up your decadence.
And...
If my craving makes no sense
blame it on your decadence.
Better jump over this fence and be safe....and be safe.....
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5. |
Stuntmen
06:17
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Go ahead and say it all, your thoughts worth nothing.
Go ahead and say it all, your thoughts worth nothing.
At all.
Go ahead and say it all, your hopes won't mean a damn thing.
Go ahead and make it work, your words mean nothing.
Go ahead and make it work, your words mean nothing.
At all.
Go ahead and make it work, your acts are what you're here for.
The stuntmen will pull your weight, sealing cracks in your water gate,
being your mouse trap bait.
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6. |
Fleet
04:19
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The fleet is sailing on, the captain mocks the pawn.
But swimming in a wheelchair is harder than my bones.
Surprise. the tide is higher than you both.
Surprise. your ride is melting in the salt.
The snail became a bolt
We shot it from the port.
The band is marching on, the crowd release its yawn.
But sleeping on a nail bed is harder than my bones.
Surprise, the tide is stronger than we all.
Surprise, the aisle is crowded than we thought.
The crowd rewrites the plot.
We're tightening up the knot.
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7. |
FWYL & LIKY
04:43
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Dress me as a child.
Tie the tightest tie.
And underneath the white pine
We'll draw the thickest line.
Did u really mean love?
Clean the kitchen's sink
Flush your pale white cheek
And after every eye wink
i'll drop the thickest brick.
Did u really mean love?
I really mean love.
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8. |
My Good Old Skin
04:29
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Stretch marks are laying in a wooden ark.
while white dark is spreading on our wild life park.
Loud barks can help me go to sleep, can help me lose my grip,
and in this stormy weather navigates my ship.
Fair fights are taking place on restful nights.
while dark white is colouring our wrestling sites.
First bite to help the crumbs get in, to keep my moustache clean,
and in this shiny weather i'm taking off my skin.
And i still see the footprints we left upon the border.
but now i'm happy to announce i made my story shorter.
Wearing my good old skin again.
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9. |
Choirboy
06:42
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I'm standing on the railway tracks, i think we're heading north,
i wonder how the best might look the worst.
But as the cold of northern winds is blowing in my ears,
i'll use my hands to shake the ground and make it disappear.
And that's a game i bet i could enjoy,
but after all i'm just a choirboy.
Maybe i should return the fish to the ocean,
maybe i should travel light.
'cause maybe if i'll put it back to the ocean....
northern winds will only strike by night.
And that's a strain i'm happy to avoid,
'cause after all i am the choirboy. a choirboy.
I'm standing on the railway tracks, i think we're heading west.
i understand how worst might be the best.
but as the cold of western winds begin to bite my veins,
i'll use my mouth to dig a hole and warm myself away.
A choirboy....a choirboy....
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Dan Billu Berlin, Germany
Dan Billu is a thought provoking Singer/Songwriter and producer based in Berlin.
Dan’s music is a transparent glass window to his feverish mind, finding a new emotional spot on the range between agony and it’s embracement.
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