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Pit Dog Lover
04:00
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I'm not some fucking scavenger just waiting for a prey to be killed.
Tooth case, tooth case, better give me some of those teeth.
She might hurt someone with those awful jaws.
I got a pit dog as a girlfriend she bites, I should have left her on the streets.
I'm crying open, I'm crying open.
It'll fly over, a pit dog lover.
I'm crying open, I'm crying open.
I'm crying open, I'm crying open
Aaahaahgh!
Yoohooh.
Instant execution baby, oohwhoo.
Try to lure kids to your home and then tell them to leave.
Try to make everything sound so right that I might begin to believe.
I'm crying open, I'm crying open.
I'm crying open, I'm crying open
Aaahaahgh!
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2. |
On Fire
05:19
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It's on fire now.
We can't fight them off, but we try to call for help.
Everything you want to say is that you cannot speak.
What is it you want? What is it you want from me?
I won't fight with you.
I won't cry with you ooh.
I won't talk to you.
I won't even love you.
It's on fire now.
Will they hear our call? Will they hear our cry for help?
Everything you want to say is that you cannot speak.
What is it you want? What is it you want from me?
I won't fight with you.
I won't cry with you ooh.
I won't talk to you.
I won't even love you.
Ohh, wohohooohoo.
You won't even stay out of my way.
Explain, explain! Oooh.
You won't even stay out of my way.
Explain, explain! Ooh, whoawhoahooo.
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3. |
Simple Guy
02:48
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I'm not that guy who fakes his smile
I'm just a simple guy.
I'm not that guy who says he's smart
I'm just a simple guy.
You see me laughing?
No, cuz I'm not, cuz I'm not.
You see me laughing?
No, cuz I'm not, cuz I'm not.
You see me laughing?
Enough! Get out!
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough! Get out!
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough, get out.
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough, get out.
I'm not that guy who fakes his smile
I'm just a simple guy.
But when my heart's been pushed away
I do know what to say.
You see me laughing?
No, cuz I'm not, cuz I'm not.
You see me laughing?
No, cuz I'm not, cuz I'm not.
You see me laughing?
Enough! Get out!
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough! Get out!
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough, get out.
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough, get out.
Enough, Whoa oh oh.
You see me laughing?
Enough! Get out!
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough! Get out!
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough, get out.
Enough, whoa oh.
Enough, get out.
Enough, Whoa oh oh.
I'm not that guy that knows that much,
but I do know
that I'm happy to know you.
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Saturday Night dreamer
04:07
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Please take over, please someone take over.
Just another second and I'll drop down like stone.
People used to tell me that it was all for the good.
Why is everyone so alone tonight?
Nothing is worth it and no one is kind
You do know what is right but you don’t know what do.
We need to speak and open our eyes.
Never have I felt this much alive.
Me, I'm not a anarchist, neither am I blind
I don't believe in sacrifice, but neither am I kind.
This is all I know, this is all I will ever have.
I am searching for a light, but the truth it ain't so bright.
Yoohoo, you better not come over no.
You, you better not come over no no.
Searching for a sign, searching for something that makes sense.
But all I ever got was a lonely, dusty road.
We don’t have to pretend that we have to pretend, oh
Why is everyone so alone tonight?
You never told me that everything is so fucked up.
The world is so damn arrogant, and so naive.
What does it matter if we don’t do what is right?
Cause the truth, the truth it ain’t so bright ooh.
Yooh, you better not come over noo.
Yohoo, you better not come over no no.
You fed me lies, you fed me lies whohoo.
You fed me lies, you fed me lies whohoo.
You fed me lies, (All day it,) you fed me lies whohoo. (it seemed so far away.)
You fed me lies, (All day it,) you fed me lies whohohohooo. (it seemed so far awayeahyeahoo.)
Ohhoohoh, ohohohhoo.
Ohhoohoh, ohohohhoo.
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5. |
I Want More
02:44
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Been writing books since I was eight.
I lacked the skill to communicate.
But every word I wrote before,
sucked harder than a toothless downtown whore.
As a boy I didn't knew. [sic]
What's a queer or what's a jew.
I didn't care and I still dont,
what people like or what they own.
And I begin to think that I wan't more.
And I begin to think that I wan't more.
I'm eating broken candles as a supper,
it feeds the great old fire that is burning in my heart.
I'm still wearing diapers as a token,
to remember I'm fragile, I'm part of a part.
I don't care what the people say,
but I'm starting to feel like a child of yesterday whooa.
Child of yesterday.
I'm eating broken candles as a supper,
it feeds the great old fire that is burning in my heart.
I'm still wearing diapers as a token,
to remember I'm fragile, I'm part of a part.
I don't care what the people say,
but I'm starting to feel like a child of yesterday whooa.
Child of yesterday.
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6. |
All In Blue
03:46
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You came from a place without people.
It brought you back.
Back to the place where there’s no one but you boy,
don't you want to be you, boy.
There’s time to forgive what you are, boy.
There’s plenty time.
But no one knows how long you've been fighting
to become a believer.
You're all in blue.
You're all in blue.
You're all in blue.
Hey ah ho.
You can't be what you wanted to be, boy.
You can't be who.
You can't be what you wanted to be, boy.
Don't you want to know why boy?
You're all in blue.
You're all in blue.
You're all in blue.
Hey ah ho.
You're all in blue.
You're all in blue.
You're all in blue.
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7. |
Old Blood
02:44
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On the first day of the week, I think of what I could have been.
Despite my medication I can’t sleep, retiring from empty dreams.
It’s been forever, since I've seen that girl, dressed in sticky leather.
Will she come to see the outcome out a thousand mourning grieves?
Did I come too late?
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
‘Cause I'm old blood.
‘Cause I'm old blood.
Oh please God watch over me while I fuck up your religion.
I'd really like to stay, but I'm gonna need a plan, if I wanna make it till the end.
All day long, I sit in this tiny room just waiting for..
Fuck! There goes my life, it flew away before I could live it.
I just want to feel!
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
They are trying to catch me ‘cause I'm older.
‘Cause I'm old blood.
‘Cause I'm old blood.
‘Cause I'm old blood.
‘Cause I'm old.
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8. |
The Devil Never Knocks
03:17
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The devil never Knocks.
It grows within.
And without your notice,
it infiltrates.
You can't take me on.
You can't shake me off.
I'll be here.
As silent as a cricket sings.
It moves in you.
Good faith, and fairy tales,
wont be enough.
You can't take me off.
You can't shake me off.
I'll be here.
You can't take me on.
You can't shake me off.
You can't take me on.
I'll be here.
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9. |
Babylon
02:25
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There's a place called Babylon, you will see it for yourself.
And when you will, don't feel sad, don't be dissapointed.
All the people in the streets, are eating bones, drinking tears.
The moon is white, as white as snow, but the snow is black.
As black as a crow.
Thunder, mixed emotions, you will see for yourself.
A moment is time, a moment too late, will it heal,
or destroy?
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Putting it's lungs back in it's chest
Oh my God what have I done
Talking out loud still makes no sense
Oh my God I'm so alone
Sweeping the floor, taking out the trash
I lost my golden hand
Now what is it you really miss, boy
A fucking thousand miracles to save my wrist
You've got evah gotta chop
Child of a mortician
You've got plenty of that God
Child of a mortician
Child of a mortician
Child of a mortician
Oohoohooh oohoohooh
Child of a mortician
Putting it's lungs back in it's chest
Oh my God what have I done
I took an old friend to a locale pub
Oh my God I'm so alone
I've got no time for a cold blood bag
I stabbed him in the neck
Now what is it you really miss boy
A fucking thousand problems and a heart attack
You've got evah gotta chop
Child of a mortician
You've got plenty of that God
Child of a mortician
Child of a mortician
Child of a mortician
Oohoohooh oohoohooh
Child of a mortician
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11. |
Goodbye Rossiskija
03:39
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Moy malen’kiy malchik
Dayte mi vache mysli
In a very special country where the moon shines everyday
There lives a little boy called Vlad who’s always wearing black and grey
His father taught him how to fight but little Vlad was way to weak
Cause all he wanted was to dance, you could say it was quite unique
After many lonely years a president he came to be
But all the people picked at him, so Vladimir climbed in a tree
He was accused of many crimes that little Vlad did not commit
He still sits high up in his tree he must be eating his own shit
he must be eating his own shit
Miss Poetina saw her man and was embarrassed by his sight
So she cried for little Vladimir:`Oh please come back inside.’
But little Vlad came to conclusion: he was happy up above
In the sky with Misses Zyavlik, yes in fact he was in love.
The two lovers they got married and flew very far away,
To a very special country where the sun shines everyday
They performed some shows on Broadway with a bunny in a hat
And little Vlad he got to dance, Rossiskaja he would forget
Rossiskaja he would forget
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12. |
Sleep Without Rest
04:20
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There was this old man I once knew.
They say he’s my grandfather, but I'm not so sure about that.
So the other day we had this talk about birth and, and then he asked me:
“Hey son, why do you think babies are born like, crying and all?”
Well I told him I honestly didn’t knew.
Then he said to me: “Because they're so goddamn disappointed about what they're seeing son,
they're all like, crying!”
To take on the silence,
you have to break livehood.
Forget all your children,
and toss away your childhood.
No regrets, no sorrow.
Just a motherfucking knife in my chest.
Oh maybe, tomorrow.
I'll take away your loneliness instead I’ll give you sleep without rest.
My old man he used to have this little house down in spain.
He’s not too keen on people, you know?
I don't know where he is now, I haven't heard from him in a while.
He must be sailing around the world, or something.
To take on the silence,
you have to break livehood.
Forget all your children,
and toss away your childhood.
No regrets, no sorrow.
Just a motherfucking knife in my chest.
Oh maybe, tomorrow.
I'll take away your loneliness instead I'll give you sleep without rest.
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13. |
It Came To Die
05:10
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If the trees could talk,
there'd be so much to learn for us.
And if the water could speak,
there'd be so much to look forward too.
And I can see the signs from above.
And I can feel the ground shake along.
If you'd look, what we've become,
you could say that we've tried a lot.
But the things that held us together,
are the things that tremble the love.
And when you go to sleep,
you'll get consumed by your own dreams.
There’s no one but you.
There’s no one but youououou.
And I can see the signs from above.
And I can feel the ground shake ahahalong.
The nature it sighs,
it breathes like an animal, alive.
But as chaos arrives, it won't take that much time.
Goodbye my old friend.
Goodbye my old friend.
You have come to die.
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Instrumental Disorder Castricum, Netherlands
We are Instrumental Disorder, a Dutch rockband with a passion for music that toys with the listeners' expectations. The music we like to make isn't always easy to label, because exactly where genres clash is where the excitement arises. We like to play with broad contrasts in, and between songs, with harmonious catchy songs giving way to dissonant and asymmetric guitar violence. ... more
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