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from Kitsuné Maison vol.2 (2009)
You really let the family down
You almost ruined their name Your father's so disappointed Your sister feels the same And now the neighbors are talking Eyes down underneath their breathe Your mother I swear you've done this She says she's got nothing left Why can't you just be normal Another link in the chain I pull you away like your father Not likely were not the same *Chorus* 'Cuz were poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys A tribulation radio station boy Do you notice something missing When the kids at play Turn to be the doorman x Set it up and play All I've got is vices knocking at my door All the angry taxman asking me for more I've got something to say All in a matter of time Please don't get in my way 'Cuz everything is mine. *Chorus*x2 |
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from Cazals - What Of Our Future (2008)
Your world is television, hand held remote control Much safer with your box, locked up inside your home Too scared of confrontation, to shy of what might be Your greatest triumphs or your fallen philosophies And so you stay Stepped out when you were younger, told you’re not wanted here Not like the other upstarts, hanging about round there And do they know you, I doubt They can’t help it but I can live without it Tell them from me, to shut their mouths Life is boring, You can’t stand getting up in the morning Predictable, repetition, you need a hand to change your condition What is the meaning? Of everything that you believe in Get up leave town, coz it’s your final warning Move to the city where life ain’t boring It’s all so complicated Where do you leave your soul The place where you were born in Or where you want to go Suburbs don’t hold the answer Closed minds, forgotten youth You only want to reason, You only want the truth And do they know you, I doubt They can’t help it but I can live without it Tell them from me, to shut their mouths Life is boring, You can’t stand getting up in the morning Predictable, repetition, you need a hand to change your condition What is the meaning? Of everything that you believe in Get up leave town, coz it’s your final warning Move to the city where life ain’t boring 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Cazals - What Of Our Future (2008)
You really let the family down
You almost ruined their name Your father's so disappointed Your sister feels the same And now the neighbors are talking Eyes down underneath their breathe Your mother I swear you've done this She says she's got nothing left Why can't you just be normal Another link in the chain I pull you away like your father Not likely were not the same *Chorus* 'Cuz were poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys A tribulation radio station boy Do you notice something missing When the kids at play Turn to be the doorman x Set it up and play All I've got is vices knocking at my door All the angry taxman asking me for more I've got something to say All in a matter of time Please don't get in my way 'Cuz everything is mine. *Chorus*x2 |
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from Cazals - What Of Our Future (2008)
You really let the family down
You almost ruined their name Your father's so disappointed Your sister feels the same And now the neighbors are talking Eyes down underneath their breathe Your mother I swear you've done this She says she's got nothing left Why can't you just be normal Another link in the chain I pull you away like your father Not likely were not the same *Chorus* 'Cuz were poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys A tribulation radio station boy Do you notice something missing When the kids at play Turn to be the doorman x Set it up and play All I've got is vices knocking at my door All the angry taxman asking me for more I've got something to say All in a matter of time Please don't get in my way 'Cuz everything is mine. *Chorus*x2 |
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from Cazals - What Of Our Future (2008)
And love, is a terrible thing It can tear, a good soul apart Beware, of what it can bring Who knows, what it can start I wanna live like the animals live I've got, love to give and no-one to call my own I want a girl to bring me to my knees So I can swing through the trees like Robinson Crusoe 'Coz Fridays on my mind A lost soul to find I'm just a hopeless romantic, with a dirty mind Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere Somewhere out there, well there's someone who cares and I know that there so, Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere So wait I'll give you time, I'll give you space To find That you are mine You're mine I wanna mooch like a city fox When I'm out my box and hold my lovers hand And as the showgirl kicks her legs, I fell out of bed And somebody called my name And is she here, is she finally here You took you time my dear Where have you been at all my life? 'Coz everyone time I get a spin of the wheel I lose the final deal In the biggest game of the night Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere Somewhere out there, well there's someone who cares and I know that there so, Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere Is she here, is she finally here? Woa-oh! Is she here, is she finally here? Woa-oh! Is she here, is she finally here, you took your time my dear, Woa-oh! Is she here, is she finally here, you took your time my dear, in the biggest game of the night Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere Somewhere out there, well there's someone who cares and I know that there so, Somebody loves me, somebody somewhere 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Cazals - What Of Our Future (2008)
I was happy, being on my own..
Falling from girl to girl.. With no fixed plans to hold me anywhere.. I was a product of myself. Collecting dirty looks from passing strangers, Let it go, let it go, let it go. It's character building, (or so I'm told) But we don't know the way to anywhere. For all I know, its bought and sold... Singing this is the time of our lives. This is the time of our lives. So... It was a dirty place where I caught your face for the first time but then I know: Oh love, the feeling grows. Trough a couple of doors, I passed the men's room without a break, Up the stairs to Wonderland. It's where the idiots go to forget theirselves and I forgot more than I know: But i know there is more (than/to) this... This is the time of our lives. This is the time of our lives. This is the time of our lives. This is the time of our lives. Dont wanna go... With some cheap white wine, romance, the better past, and how we'd evolve. Oh love, the feeling grows. As we kissed in your room for the very first time, time and time again. Oh where would I be without you, face-down in the gutter with my head in my hands. I will go trough stages, different pages, with our love, we understand. (This is the time of our lives) This is the time of our lives. This is the time of our lives. This is the time of our lives. This is the time of our lives. Dont wanna go... |
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from Cazals - What Of Our Future (2008)
Soldier is turning
See him through white light Running from strangers See you in the valley War upon war-ar, Heat upon hea-eat To cut a long story short I lost my mind Sitting on a park bench Years away from fighting Ah, to cut a long story short I lost my mind Standing in the dark Oh I was waiting for a man to come I am beautiful and clean And so very very young To be standing in the street To be taken by so-omeone Standing in the dark Oh I was waiting for a man to come I am beautiful and clean And so very very young To be standing in the street To be taken by so-omeone Questions, questions, Give me no answers That's all they ever give me, Questions, questions Oh look at the strange boy He finds it hard existing But to cut a long story short I lost my mind Oh, to cut a long story short I lost my mind Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnd 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Berlin Insane IV (2008)
You really let the family down
You almost ruined their name Your father's so disappointed Your sister feels the same And now the neighbors are talking Eyes down underneath their breathe Your mother I swear you've done this She says she's got nothing left Why can't you just be normal Another link in the chain I pull you away like your father Not likely were not the same *Chorus* 'Cuz were poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys A tribulation radio station boy Do you notice something missing When the kids at play Turn to be the doorman x Set it up and play All I've got is vices knocking at my door All the angry taxman asking me for more I've got something to say All in a matter of time Please don't get in my way 'Cuz everything is mine. *Chorus*x2 |
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from Berlin Insane IV (2008)
You really let the family down
You almost ruined their name Your father's so disappointed Your sister feels the same And now the neighbors are talking Eyes down underneath their breathe Your mother I swear you've done this She says she's got nothing left Why can't you just be normal Another link in the chain I pull you away like your father Not likely were not the same *Chorus* 'Cuz were poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys Poor poor Innocent boys Poor innocent boys A tribulation radio station boy Do you notice something missing When the kids at play Turn to be the doorman x Set it up and play All I've got is vices knocking at my door All the angry taxman asking me for more I've got something to say All in a matter of time Please don't get in my way 'Cuz everything is mine. *Chorus*x2 |
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