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Made of Ice
Withering dandelion
Trapped under freeze
Whitening horizon
Now make the morning bleed
Rays of a frozen sun
Blazing seas
I'll wait for you winter's son
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Winters of Gold
Wait, no word is relevant
Memories last
Pictures are stained
Of golden past
These walls are not where I belong
Anymore
But here I stand
Now that you are gone
I know that no word is relevant
Anymore
Slip deadly poison
And get the past out of my skin
Deadly/poison/memories/out of my skin
Memories out of my skin
While I'm chasing out the golden past
You're recovering from under ice
And no memory would ever last
While you're under ice, under ice
While I'm dreaming of what could have been
You'll be poisoning rememberance
And no memory could ever relieve
While they're under ice
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Waves
03:55
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Free will,
A golden ladder to every mistake
I saw a face on a mirror sealed to the black
Fences all around your eyes
It's way too soon to decide
But I'm gonna figure it out
Wich one of you deserves to die?
I'm gonna shake shake my brain
It's high time for a new design
You won't be burning it up
A million ashes burns away
A ship and a storm complete the perfect
Painting of my own
I'm gonna reach a different level here
You're gonna pay the same old dues
Well I'm a ship and the storm grows
And the storm grows
I think I'm lost and the storm grows
Lost in the storm
But I'm gonna figure it out
Lost and the storm grows
Lost in the storm haze
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The Atom Boy's Diary
03:33
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He said "the gold is mine"
He said he focused on the light
Wrap this up, this is pouring
Out from my jar
Falling out from my heart
Forget your dreams of gold
You won't be blame on useless thoughts
Eternal life is now, now pouring
Out of your hands
Dying out of my head
Waste it
Get your gold the boy is dying
Accelerate
Forget your dreams of gold
Shake it up/waste it
The young is getting old
You won't blame a useless stone
Shake it up, gold is pouring
Out from my hands
Burning all of my skin
He said "the gold is mine"
He said he focused on the light
Wrap this up, gold is pouring
Out from my hands
Burning all of my skin
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Comorian Sky
04:52
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Tears again on the white sand
Alive, but almost dead
This time no frame won't fit
These lurid pictures anymore son
Any frame won't fit
These pictures anymore
Tears again on the white sand
My bitter sweet white sand
I could kill my child for this ride
But I won't give my head for a stolen sky
Back to zero son, I say this time
We won't last for long
No dwellers in my town
No dwellers in my land
Stowaways
We won't last for long
Overhearing the sea tales
We've lost unrighteous precious time
Now I know no flesh and bones
Won't save me from the rising tide
No flesh and bones won't save me
From the rising waves
Tears again on the white sand
Bitter bitter sweet white sand
No dwellers in my town
No dwellers in my land
Stowaways
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5.12.32
06:12
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Straight to my heart
Quick to my plane
Tanks full of death
Altimeters down
Quick to my brand new wings
I stand awake the best I can
What a frail contrail
I fascinate no desperate!
I've been playing my life
Wider strength in disguise
What a frail contrail
Can you see me rising over clouds
What a selfish praise
I'll be thanking life
No more kissing goodbye
Quick to my home/desperate child!
Trial of a century
What a great decay
Desperate, desperate!
Can you see me stumbling from the clouds
In a great decay
I was thanking life
When he kissed it goodbye...
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Chasse Papier
04:05
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Gentle, please
I think I'm on the ropes again
I need a rest not a fucking bad day
You make this such a story, let it go!
I'm on the way to the bad things
Why do you make this wicked stance?
How do you get these looney's eyes?
Why do you make this stance?
Make your wicked guy stance
A precious boy trend
But I know who you are
A pack of moody bastards, upcoming disaster
Make your wicked guy stance
A precious boy trend
But I know who you are
A pack of looney bastards, alivin' disaster
Why do you make this wicked stance?
How do you get these looney's eyes?
Why do you make this stance?
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Cinecitta
03:50
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Make a last wish and burn it all
Remove the friendship banner and cast it up to the soil
Describe a circle around what was set in stone
Reveal the awful secret of the coming storm
It keeps on rising on and on
A leap of faith to the great eye
We are the remains of the normal life
He said
"It's coming out from the heart oh you know,
I'm not as phony as they say!
It's coming out from the heart you know!"
He said
It keeps on rising on and on
We fade from black to a grey tone
We ain't no braves so we fake as you fake son
Embrace the awkward and kiss the fame
Reveal the endless sequence of the coming shame
A herd of black sheeps on a colored sreen
This is the beauty version of the coming scene
It keeps on rising on and on
The last report to the great eye
We are the remains of the real life
He said
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Troy
05:44
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I'm standing right before your blackened faces
Wonders all along
The final secret lives inside of me
My final secret grows inside of me
Memories of a man who's living out of here
A southern Universe
A tear in the ocean, I've wasted all these years
I've wasted all these years
Drowning in the folds of a shallow curtain
Separating sides
The broken heart tale, I've read it long before
A tear in the ocean, I've wasted all these years
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Lindbergh Toulouse, France
STEVE/NICO/FLO
Lindbergh est un power trio Toulousain formé initialement sous le nom Gordini en Mai 2013.
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