1. |
Flying Horses
04:13
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Flying Horses(Souza / Brenner)
We're the flying horses
The ones that seemed so far
Despite of all my choices
Still, we're living apart
I dont mind not going to heaven
I dont want to call that home
If I ever let you go
We're the flying horses
The ones that seemed so sad
Despite of our choices
We're still alone in our heads
Distance's built a wall around
And it's hard like diamond stone
So endlessly I roam
Still a long and dusty road
To reach my heart within my soul
I'd better let you know
I'll ditch my friends to make you glow
Would go to hell To kill your foes
I'll never let'em go
The day I die is the day you've gone
Its way too much and way too strong
What is going on?
The day I die is the day you've gone
Its way too much and way too strong
What is holding us on?
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2. |
Proud of You
04:04
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Proud of You (Souza)
Hold your crying and Breathe into that tube
Airbursts through your chest but you did good
Throw your web around like Spider Man
Make those raptors walk the earth again
I'm away but not for long
Proud of whom you have become
Back to you I'm running
Make me wish again being somewhere near
Beat those drums so anyone could hear
Stand up and Make me laugh with all your jokes
Lets hike Through the valleys and buffaloes
I'm away but not for long
Proud of you all along
Back to you running
Back to you, you dummy
Life's a game so kill your enemies
And save who you love with your King Kong hands
History books, Waffles and Kubrick
And remind us once more
We dont understand
"Remember to keep me
Away from Hollywood"
Glazing the stars and dream on the moon
Cos life is a game so kill your enemies "and Get my face out and away from that stupid book"
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3. |
Down in the Sewer
03:46
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Down in the Sewer (Souza / Brenner)
Feeling I'm tripping
I'm living all alone
I want it for dinner
There is no place like home
Dealing I'm healing
forever on the run
down in the sewer
The beggars sing along
down the sewer
I'm already losing my mind
down in the sewer
pumping all this trash in no time
head on the gutter
I had it for so long
I'm having you for dinner
I'll spend you all night long
Dealing I'm healing
I'm not the only one
I want it for dinner
I'll have it all along
Feeling I'm tripping
I'm living all alone
I want it for dinner
There is no place like home
Dealing I'm healing
forever on the run
down in the sewer
The beggars sing along
It's a filthy addiction
Is it growing on?
It's a cranky addiction, It's a dirty addiction, It's a cranky addiction (filthy addiction)
is it growing on?
Down in the Sewer
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4. |
Loathed Lovers
02:51
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Loathed Lovers (Souza)
When I gotta bark louder than you
To enforce my point of views
Should we take some time apart
Or engage on that same old fight?
Ever cared to fix whats broken?
With a set of insults spoken
Let it go or hold on hoping
we can get to the way it was
I'm tired of hating you
I'm craving to love you
We're trying to get through
But now its always either me or you
Not young enough to be alone
I'm afraid we're not that strong
To be walking on our own and
Realizing we don't have time
It was meant to be all-real
On this 16-year-ordeal
And I wonder how it feels
Being with someone who's lost sight
I'm tired of hating you
I'm craving to love you
We're trying to get through
But now its always either me or you
Oh darling forgive me
If I cannot undo this
And never forget me
Cos now its always either me or you
Wow, After all that mad love making
Hope we'd never end up faking
Or we just should blame on aging
A betrayal to our own selves
I'm tired of hating you
I'm craving to love you
We're trying to get through
But now its always either me or you
Oh darling forgive me
If I cannot undo this
And never forget me
Cos now its always either me or you
The answer is always either me or you
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5. |
Fortress NJ
03:16
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Fortress NJ (Souza)
Flying high where the sun is burning colder into disarray
On our final descent to Newark Liberty
Elisabeth is ready to greet our overstay
We just wanted to see Buffalo Tom play
Black shirted Officers, Pseudo Himmler wanna-bes
We're another threat to their national security
"Feed them the tired, the poor to statue of bigotry
And listen to her shout back White Trash supremacy
Fortress New Jersey
Thoughtless NeoNazis!
Back at the fortress where they bring the bodies to their knees
She runs in circles to fight her own lunacy
For all night long she's listening to a moaning symphony
From other victims of this yankee Oligarchy
Fortress New Jersey
Thoughtless NeoNazis!
How can your narrow minded immigration policy
Make you a little more cash before you set me free?
Here In the nation of the equal opportunity
That only makes me think of Germany in 33
Fortress New Jersey
Thoughtless NeoNazis!
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6. |
It's Alright
03:58
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