1. |
Too Nice To You
03:22
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There's a burn inside my tummy
I've been very nice to you
Broken glass inside my belly
Cause you took my trust away
I was too nice to you
I was too nice to you
There's a fire in my eyes
I've been very sad before
There's a feather in your lies
And you took my love away
I was too nice to you
I was too nice to you
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2. |
Pills
03:38
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Lights are burning on the silver streets
Tons of rock on the concrete
And my heart is not complete
Echoes frowning on the paper sheets
I'm drawing fantasize
And I'm drowning in your eyes
Cars are missing
What a curious feeling
There's no garbage on the ground
In the wealthy no man's land
Flashing shadows
Burn my eyes and burn my toes
I can feel this pretty heat
And my heart is not complete
Mom told me "swallow your pills"
Mom told me "swallow your pills"
Mom told me "swallow your pills"
When your sick and that's how I feel
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3. |
No Apology
04:26
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Do you ever care
When you waste your nights and days
Do you ever care
When you got nothing more to say
Do you ever try
To escape and go away
Do you ever mind
When you're told "fuck off and die"
Do you ever steal
Well somebody else will
We are free now
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4. |
Club Sandwich
02:07
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5. |
Black Box
05:49
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I stow my days in a black box
I throw them away carelessly
Can you dig them up and force the locks?
Can you read them up in jalousy?
(I'm so tired) Why are you here now?
I saw your face in the black smoke
Toilet paper on your leither boots
Pieces of mind in the cocktail
Pieces of you among the fruits
I spend my days in a costume
Covered in black on the pictures
Washing the dishes of my mom
Go for a walk and then go home
(I'm so tired) Why are you here now?
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6. |
Day or Night
03:01
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I was locked up outside
With a couple of cookies by my side
I just went to the store for a ride
I was locked up and you were behind
Couldn't tell if it was day or night
Cause I couldn't complain of the light
All I knew that you were sleeping
Didn't know that I was waiting
I was sleeping inside
With a couple of dreams in my mind
I was laid on the bed I could find
I was inside and he was behind
Couldn't tell if it was day or night
Cause I couldn't complain of the light
All I knew that you were sleeping
Didn't know that I was waiting
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7. |
You Suck
03:10
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Walking the streets by your side
Is such a pain, but you're fine
I really though I got better
But you cannot stand on my shoulder
You suck
Whatever I do makes me so small
And however I try to get up I fall
Now you fullfiled my desires
Are you, my friend, sleeping better?
You suck
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8. |
The Wage
01:45
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9. |
Fuck It (I Hate Myself)
01:45
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I hate myself
I hate myself more than someone else
I hate myself
I hate myself I want to be dead
I hate (myself)
Yeah
You hate yourself
I hate myself na na na na naa
I think you're dead
But you're almost as done as my friends
I hate (myself)
Me? No!
Yeah hey (I hate myself)
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10. |
Sweet Violence
02:52
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There's a noise in my hears
You talk too loud to say nothing
And there's a sound in my head
To caress my skin and break your bones
It's our sweet violence
Sweet violence
Sweet Rock 'n Roll
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11. |
To M.
02:15
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Nothingness and slow death
I saw you in a lonely mess
Understand and break the end
Maybe it's just that we are friend
And now it's time to say "bye bye"
To all the people who stole my eyes
I don't understand what is a friend
And you should maybe sell your hands
I know, I know
That I should grow
And I'm old
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12. |
Emergency Song
01:17
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Time is running out
And we're awaited
This is our last fight
Soon it'll be ended
Emergency Song
Emergency Song
Yeah yeah yeah (that's what I say)
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Opinion Occitanie, France
Opinion is a One Man Band / solo project by Hugo Carmouze.
It's also a 4-piece band for concerts.
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