1. |
Fairy Tale I
05:17
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I wonder about the other girls
Nobody calls me, nobody cares
Stories are boring, fairy tales are dull.
I hope the next one will be a bit all new
I don't have my dragon to protect me anymore
He had his own happy ending, it's true
Every time, It's the same I don't know why
I only get the second choice
From the start, I just want to say goodbye
I wonder about the other girls
Nobody calls me, nobody cares
Stories are boring, fairy tales are dull.
These guys were more into their hair than into me
Some thought the tower was just too high for them
Just hearing them breathing hard always bugged me
My favorite is the serial princess-savior
Even his horse used to wear make-up
He had brought his own costume tailor
I only want someone who makes me smile
Which is hard to find around these days
Not the one who is proud of his style
I wonder about the other girls
Nobody calls me, nobody cares
Stories are boring, fairy tales are dull.
If only I could escape, if only I could leave!
How I miss my dragon and his way to play with them
He always fooled them and they were so naive
I've had enough jewelry, please give me a ladder
And I will make it on my own
And quick, before another tries to save me
As the saying goes: better alone than in bad company
I wonder about the other girls
Nobody calls me, nobody cares
Stories are boring, fairy tales are dull.
Stories are boring, fairy tales are dull!
Stories are boring, fairy tales are dull!
Stories are boring, fairy tales are dull!
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2. |
Arthur
03:49
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He should have, he could have, he won’t have
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
This is how starts the story of Arthur
He spent his days waiting for future
He doesn’t know where
He doesn’t know when
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
And the days are all different
But they're all the same
And every night
His only friend is Present
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
Present is a cool kind of friend
Always calm, everything is always the same
Arthur finds peace at this time
nothing is good, nothing is bad
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
Past is an attractive person
Charming, with a hidden side
The kind who lets his mark
The peace in what went wrong
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
Here comes the days when Future shows up
Arthur doesn't know yet, but his time has come
Present and Past start to mix-up
Maybe the past was better
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
He should have, he could have, he won’t have
‘Should have, ‘could have, won’t have...
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3. |
The Scream
04:45
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When you're feeling down
The scream jumps in
It crawls back into your limbs
You don't pay attention
But it's there violent
It takes other your thoughts
Prevents you from getting on
I'll beat into your head
Until you let me out
Everyday until you're dead
I want you to hear me out
Only you can hear me
The others can only see me
It will be too late
When they finally listen to me
It will be too late
When they finally listen to me
You can only hear it
It gives you no break
Night and day it haunts you
It wants to replace you
You'll always hear it
You'll love to shut it down
It comes back stronger
Until you're worn down
I'll beat into your head
Until you let me out
Everyday until you're dead
I want you to hear me out
Only you can hear me
The others can only see me
It will be too late
When they finally listen to me
It will be too late
When they finally listen to me
My scream is selfish not sweet
It only wants to be set free
It's happy when I can't go on
When I can't move
It is so strong
It laughs when I back up
And smiles when I shut up
I'll beat into your head
Until you let me out
Everyday until you're dead
I want you to hear me out
Only you can hear me
The others can only see me
It will be too late
When they finally listen to me
It will be too late
When they finally listen to me
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4. |
A. Song
04:54
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Je cherche quelque chose.qui pourrait être toi.
Dans mes rêves, dans mes larmes,
Tu n'y es pas.
Peu importe ce que je pense,
Peu importe ce que j'espère,
Bientôt je le sais, je te trouverai
Je cherche quelque chose.qui pourrait être toi.
Dans mes rêves, dans mes larmes,
Tu n'y es pas.
Peu importe ce que je pense,
Peu importe ce que j'espère,
Bientôt je le sais, je te trouverai
Et je regarde pendant des jours le ciel.
Je cherche dans les étoiles,.je cherche dans les nuages.
Je vois des oiseaux, des pépites et des fleurs,
J'ai beau chercher mais là-haut,
Je ne te vois pas.
Et je regarde pendant des jours le ciel.
Je cherche dans les étoiles,.je cherche dans les nuages.
Je vois des oiseaux, des pépites et des fleurs,
J'ai beau chercher mais là-haut,
Je ne te vois pas.
Alors je me souviens de celui que j'aimais tant.
Je te trouve dans mes souvenirs et dans mes sourires.
Tu es là pour moi, pour toute ma vie
Toute ma vie, même si tu es parti.
Alors je me souviens de celui que j'aimais tant.
Je te trouve dans mes souvenirs et dans mes sourires.
Tu es là pour moi, pour toute ma vie
Toute ma vie, même si tu es parti.
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5. |
The Finger
02:59
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Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
We walk online and we walk alone
Without crossing the road
We walk online and we walk alone
Without facing the world
Facing the world
Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
Everybody stared at their feet
Without even looking at me
Everybody stared at the sky
When I asked them to raise their sight
Raise their sight
Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
Just a finger…
Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
Hands appear to help me
But just a finger is pointing at me
The only door which remains open
Brings me back to my cell
The only door which remains open
Brings me back to Hell
Back to Hell,
Back to Hell!
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6. |
Gipsy Hill
03:19
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When I'm in front of you
It's like I overlook you
Nothing will ever be the same
We'll have a better point of view
Feeling like a gipsy
Since I climbed up the hill
I finally found a place to chill
Here we're on top of the world
Walking around in the triangle
You'll find what you're looking for
More humans in the ant hill
More heart around the leather
Feeling like a gipsy
Since I climbed up the hill
I finally found a place to chill
Here we're on top of the world
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