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blackie
03:04
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I wish I can punch
I wish I can punch so hard in this wall that it explodes
And behind, the past
The dog lays down and in its eyes, The World
The dad looks so young, no seat for the hero
The mom is so happy, hide and seek and smile
The boy is naive, believes the plane set him free
The palms dance, and the sun rises
The dog lays down
And in its eyes
The World
reality, since when you are here ?
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2. |
Werehuman Minute
02:25
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Moon at her Zenith
Is she ever weakening ?
My sharp fangs and my thick fur never fade
Beginning as a wolf to stay as a wolf
Stayed to be alone to die alone
From pack to pack, from herd to herd
Only shepherds, and sheeps who want to climb the cliff
Can’t they see the storm is coming, why they all look at the deer ?
My pack, the real one, is so far away
Meanwhile, I disguise
The illusion is perfect
How long before the moon ?
filling in her chalice, she is inebriating all the crazy ones
The transformation is operating and men are despairing
I would love so much to be a wolf forever
I miss the pack, where it is ?
Mountains call the herbs
and beaches bring the war ships
I would love so much to be a wolf forever
I miss the pack, where it is ?
I miss the pack, where it is ?
I miss the pack, where it is ?
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3. |
Fauna Minute
03:44
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It stays only fat memories
This red fox
Who only bItes
Besides that, I still love it
Maybe got the rage ?
But I can’t turn the page
It barks loud
but not for only angry development
Deep inside, I know all its sadness
Sometimes she said how much I hurt
Wrapped inside, I feel its warm heart beat
It’s already gone, I can distinguish up there
This panthera, comes so suddenly to me
unable to hurt, on purpose
Changing emotions so fast, And me who keep following dumbly
I think it only lasts a moment
So why thinking about it forever ?
Her black skin makes her different
Maybe one day we will meet again at the park
Finally the magpie
Sang and smiled at me
I’ve been lost in its look, afraid of seeing myself inside
From my ivory tower have I the right to avoid ?
Right before I miss her she’s evaporating
And all goes on the lambs
Temptation to join them
Don’t mind the reflects rippling
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This spider in the room is so creepy
And she’s crying and she’s dying
Still creepy anyhow
You can flee and avoid her
Look ! Look her in the eyes but don’t blink this time
All she wants to tell you is that you scared of her too
Et regarde le ce grand homme il ne te tuera pas, il ne le peut pas depuis trop longtemps tu le connais
Mais tu ne comprends pas ce qu’il te dis ta toile est si confort
mais pour des siècles il a peur d’être prisonnier
So you’re moulting, so you’re moulting
The nicer you are, the deeper he loves you
Then you blossom, so human you are !
But born as a spider, die as a spider
One to free, for faith sex save and hate
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5. |
Dark Sheep Minute
03:32
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They’re all right here, looking at you
These are your dark curls
Or just the big paws
Everyone turns back when you run in the street
Not that you’re sexy
Just not normal
God damn black sheep
Why don’t you want to act like everybody else ?
Wolfs never let you in peace
Except of one of them
Few are one of us
But they get it
The sheperdess already told you
Others sheeps are just nuts
You know that’s the whole planet is looking at you
Logically you run and you close your ears
to not listen to the laughs, to not be carved in a fire
Wolfs never give up
They live in your city
You live in their streets
Even inside, you’re still stressing out
Young black sheep, why do you jump ?
From the top of that cliff, no one wants to laugh again
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6. |
Bug mîN
01:10
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Bugs are flying
Little midges come from out of nowhere
Only one thing is sure
It’s where they’re going
No pity at all, they deserve that
Why they come back again ?
Are they nuts ?
Are they dumb ?
All vanished as simply garbages
Damn midges
Hey, hey, hey, hey , what they’ve done ?
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7. |
Golden Minute
05:26
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No one has ever come for me in this barn»
It’s a feel good place and every room is forgotten
The sun is so loud so I can’t hear darkness
If you take a little look the time is really suspended
Here come the termites, so many of them
Their bodies so lubed you barely see inside them
Attacking the wood, the beams and the frames
Those big big big eyes how to say no, they know that
One day, the house must fall down
they keep going on and I don’t dare do anything
Because we’re so good in this barn
No need to talking or crying or hiding
This place already knows everything about me
I should grab someone here but it’s my own garden
At least i’ve just to wait the termites eat all my dreams
One week, i think i better go away
a door is never closed, you can still look through the lock
Because we’re so good in this barn
I’ve got a golden week weeky-leak week weak
Little steps by little steps I go out
Hoping it’s still here next winter
One day, the house must fall down
I’ve a place already, I guess
And when people will be aware, they will fire it
It doesn’t bother me because
One day, the house must fall down
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8. |
Schrödinger Min/ute
05:49
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Avant to show us, i need an avocado
I want the shadows, i eat the shadows
Two years since the box doesn’t move anymore
But here it is shaking when the ring coming near
No one believe it, Even myself, be honest for once
The more it’s middle opening The brighter the light is
Is the cat dead ? Is the cat alive ?
I don’t need to know, I’ve always known in fact
So why to open the box ? They all said that he’s dead
So why to open this damn box ? Is the truth seems so crazy ?
Radioactive relationship,
And if the cat never lived ?
Too late, the box is wide open
Her eyes are closed, they never climb up again
Never, never, never again I will doubt
You need to loose to regret all you conquer
Avant to show us, i need an avocado
I want the shadows, i eat the shadows
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