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- Titre : The Flood
- Album : This War Is Ours
- Année : 2008
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| Numéro de la piste | Titre | Classement | Nombre d'écoutes | Télécharger | Ajouter à mon blog | Actions |
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| 1 | The Flood | 208 lectures | ||||
| 2 | My Apocalypse | 2 217 lectures | ||||
| 3 | The Day I Left The Womb | 1 629 lectures | ||||
| 4 | Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche | 3 685 lectures |
MP3 : This War Is Ours / The Flood (2008)
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Posté le vendredi 26 septembre 2008 21:49
MP3 : Dying Is Your Latest Fashion / The Day I Left The Womb (2007)
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- Titre : The Day I Left The Womb
- Album : Dying Is Your Latest Fashion
- Année : 2007
Paroles :
Mother, where are you today?
You took a piece of me the day you went away,
No recollection noe the smell of your perfume,
I took a piece of you the day I left the womb.
Brother, put your needles down.
The best thing for you is to leave this awful town.
Pretty soon, you'll have kids to feed.
If you see mother, tell her I can sing.
[Chorus:]
Please don't worry, I am doing fine.
You're much to busy, to even find the time,
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave,
The boys you left are men you didn't raise.
And daddy, how are you today?
You must be proud of the boys that you have raised.
Your withered heart, and everything its seen,
Your guts and callises, you had kids to feed.
You had kids to feed.
[Chorus:]
Please don't worry, I am doing fine.
You're much to busy, to even find the time,
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave,
The boys you left are men you didn't raise.
You took a piece of me the day you went away,
No recollection noe the smell of your perfume,
I took a piece of you the day I left the womb.
Brother, put your needles down.
The best thing for you is to leave this awful town.
Pretty soon, you'll have kids to feed.
If you see mother, tell her I can sing.
[Chorus:]
Please don't worry, I am doing fine.
You're much to busy, to even find the time,
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave,
The boys you left are men you didn't raise.
And daddy, how are you today?
You must be proud of the boys that you have raised.
Your withered heart, and everything its seen,
Your guts and callises, you had kids to feed.
You had kids to feed.
[Chorus:]
Please don't worry, I am doing fine.
You're much to busy, to even find the time,
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave,
The boys you left are men you didn't raise.
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Posté le mercredi 28 novembre 2007 18:54
Modifié le mercredi 05 mars 2008 15:54
MP3 : Dying Is Your Latest Fashion / Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche (2007)
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- Titre : Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche
- Album : Dying Is Your Latest Fashion
- Année : 2007
Paroles :
Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget.
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)
So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Something I cannot forget
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Posté le mercredi 03 octobre 2007 17:04
Modifié le mercredi 05 mars 2008 15:56
MP3 : Dying Is Your Latest Fashion / My Apocalypse (2007)
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- Titre : My Apocalypse
- Album : Dying Is Your Latest Fashion
- Année : 2007
Paroles :
There's a place that I've found
As far as I can see
This place lies within
The depths of my dreams
In a garden surrounded
By fire and trees
Through the smoke a silhouette I can barely see
There's a man with an axe
Standing in the rain
Looked me straight in the eyes
This is what he had to say
Never fall asleep
You won't wake up
Destroy the guillotine
Before he does
I walk with shadows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)
End transmission
The satellites are down
I need an earthquake
To shake this pity
OFF THE GROUND
Just don't trust these liars at the door
(you have to find a better way)
Kill the ones that have these answers for
(the questions I will never say)
Never fall asleep
You won't wake up
Destroy the guillotine
Before he does
I walk with shadows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)
End transmission
The satellites are down
I need an earthquake
To shake this pity
Off the ground
All the vibrant colors I see
And the shades that fill the grey
Pain
The pain
Pain
The pain
Pain the pain
Pain
[x2]
Hiding from the gallows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)
As far as I can see
This place lies within
The depths of my dreams
In a garden surrounded
By fire and trees
Through the smoke a silhouette I can barely see
There's a man with an axe
Standing in the rain
Looked me straight in the eyes
This is what he had to say
Never fall asleep
You won't wake up
Destroy the guillotine
Before he does
I walk with shadows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)
End transmission
The satellites are down
I need an earthquake
To shake this pity
OFF THE GROUND
Just don't trust these liars at the door
(you have to find a better way)
Kill the ones that have these answers for
(the questions I will never say)
Never fall asleep
You won't wake up
Destroy the guillotine
Before he does
I walk with shadows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)
End transmission
The satellites are down
I need an earthquake
To shake this pity
Off the ground
All the vibrant colors I see
And the shades that fill the grey
Pain
The pain
Pain
The pain
Pain the pain
Pain
[x2]
Hiding from the gallows
(you have to find a better way)
I walk with shadows
(the questions I will never say)
Hiding from the gallows
(they keep me safe and sound)
So I walk with shadows
(the ways of burning down this house)
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Posté le mercredi 03 octobre 2007 16:01
Modifié le mercredi 05 mars 2008 15:55
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