1. |
Dark Room
03:30
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verse 01
A phone's key in your pocket, is tapping down my number
Decisions have been taken, nothing's alright, it feels to tight
A conversation I should have never heard
I am the audience of a strange game
The characters are moving forward
I'm in the shadow with my pain
CHORUS
What have you got to say Eye eraser
What should we do now ? Is it over ?
The story's lame, the story is gloom
We're in the dark room
Verse 02
I wait /I hear some Whispered words between her and you
A story without me, that talks about you they boo
The dice are rigged / You cheat / I lose
I can't find my bottle of booze
I have the choice to suffer or not to care
The burden is too heavy to bear
CHORUS
What have you got to say Eye eraser
What should we do now ? Is it over ?
The story's lame, the story is gloom
We're in the dark room (x4)
Verse 03
You think you're pretty but you're flatty fatty,
No words are coming out of your mouth
I got drunk now the faces are blurry
The silence just came around
Slowly tearing us apart – A dirty / fucked up story
A shitty ending for such a movie
The story fails
It's a free road
CHORUS
What have you got to say Eye eraser
What should we do now ? Is it over ?
The story's lame, the story is gloom
We're in the dark room (x4)
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2. |
A322
03:14
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A320 A322
[VERSE 01]
A-4-3-9
I fucked the game where is your fine
Come on you silly bloke
You know that I'm broke
You know that I'm broke
I had no degrees, no financial fees, just my pain where I erased the stain
Prejudice and fear on my face, comittment, crooked goals
Prejudice and fear in my cock, comittment,
[CHORUS]
A322, you're so pretty I want to be you
Plane that flies alone is weary, I'm so silly, I'm so silly
A322 I fucked the game for real,
You lose and I win while I wasn't playing x2
I fucked the game for real
[VERSE 02]
A3725
Here's the jive
Here's the jive
Where is the asshole's hive
Where is the asshole's hive
I won't say how, I won't say why, I won't say what
But I fucked the game for real
I fucked the game for real
Prejudice and fear in my cock, comittment, crooked goals
[CHORUS]
A322, you're so pretty I want to be you
Plane that flies alone is weary, I'm so silly, I'm so silly
A322 I fucked the game for real,
You lose and I win while I wasn't playing x2
I fucked the game for real
EL TAT
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3. |
Insane
04:38
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[VERSE]
Vicious spark in the eyes
Sexual Impulses Covered
Lies
It's strong like a toxic dance n
All your inner demons are in trans
Congratulation
[CHORUS]
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
Untamed Gorilla
[VERSE]
Straighten Up your thoughts
Wipe off all the red spots
Obsession
Tryin' hide your mistake
Well-educated
No Reasons
[CHORUS]
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
Untamed Gorilla
[VERSE]
Deny your condition
Set your arse in commotion
Hyperactivity
You're just a bed boy
A sexual toy
Vices Vices Vices
[CHORUS]
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
You're insane, you're so sick, you are toxic
paradoxic
Untamed Gorilla
EL TAT
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4. |
It's Over
04:12
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IT'S OVER
[VERSE01]
It's not that I won't tell
It's not that I don't know
I'm just thinking about this
thinking about this
And I don't want to hurt you
No I'm not gonna harm you
But I don't feel the need of learning your language
Now I understand, Yeah I understand
The way they must have felt
The ones who let me down
Now I understand,
But I don't feel the need
I don't feel the need
But I guess you feel my seed*
Now I understand,
The way they must have felt
[CHORUS]
Looking for the words to soften your sorrow
But in the end it's all the same
It's over
Looking for the words to soften your sorrow
But in the end it's all the same
It's over (x4)
[VERSE02]
It's not that I'm cold-hearted
It's not that I don't care
When I left after I told you about my feelings
I couldn't stand seeing those tears
Dropping on your cheeks
All the pain that was displayed on your face
Being the one who inflicted you that
Being the one who inflicted you that
Being the one who inflicted you that
Now I understand
The way they must have felt
The ones who let me down
[CHORUS]
[BRIDGE] :
I think I grew cold after all these frilling love stories
The more I go through it the less I can give my trust in others
Oooooh (hahahaha)
It's over, It's over, It's over,
It's over, It's over, It's over,
EL TAT
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5. |
Strange Sensation
03:39
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I open the door. I close it back.
Once again, Same gestures.
Brief Lights wake me up, each time.
What was it I wanted again ?
I forgot, that's right.
All my ideas are in the back of the fridge
Bottom shelf
Carots are getting moldy
The leek's soaking in dark waters
Time to throw it all away
I'll do it tomorrow.
I am frantically looking for my keys,
All my pockets got holes, they're gutted
My cellphone's somewhere between the coffee machine and the bottom of the couch
There's still something missing. But what ?
I'm backtracking, walking my way back
I'm looking for what I'm looking for, but I can't find anything (fuckall – shit)
My head's empty, ready to blow up
What if tomorrow I find what I am today
I open the door. I close it back, tightly.
Ready to go.
A moment of doubt, a pause, I open it again.
Everything's ready. Yet, am I entirely sure ?
A strange look is staring at me ? A reflection.
We are asking 'what is going on' ?
Meanwhile we are puckering up
We still need more time
We might find the answer tomorrow
You're talking to me but I can't hear you
Your voice is far away, your face is blurry
I'm thining about my ideas in the back of the fridge, vegetable stir-fry noodle, orange and green
You're smiling to me, I'm smiling to you, my head's empty. You did not get what happened.
Your coffee cup is pouring down on the table. I'm stepping back.
You leave, laughing. The phone's ringing.
A deja vu sensation.
A deja vu sensation.
EL TAT
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6. |
White Sleep
03:00
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THE SMOKING PISTOL
WHITE SLEEP
[VERSE]
You think you can stop the thoughts
Feel your – every single part
Every inches every corners of your pain
An everlasting stain
In the dark you wander, In your bed you wander
Is there a girl for me to swirl, in the outside world.
[CHORUS]
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
You're too afraid to live in festering lies
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
Stop eating all my French fries
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
You're too afraid to live in festering lies
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
Stop eating all my French fries
[VERSE]
Feel the weight of your body on your mind
Life has bummed you around, up your hind
Switch off, dying corpse, you can't let it go
Too many unsolved issues, resolved riddles
[CHORUS]
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
You're too afraid to live in festering lies
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
Stop eating all my French fries
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
You're too afraid to live in festering lies
White Sleep you can close your eyes,
Stop eating all my French fries
EL TAT
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Smoking Pistols Auvergne-Rhône-Alpes, France
garage punk/rock ‘n’ roll from France.
Last single : Cooking rice / Loving sorrow
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