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Echo Courts – Tail Lights Lyrics

Way out here nobody’s lonely
And to themselves there’s no one else
Way out here nobody knows me
Seems I don’t even know myself
In the darkness there’s no shadow
In the light it’s plain as day
In the day it’s bright as glass gold
With some sort of blind man in the rain
The kinds of reds like in the tail lights
Get to your head all just the same

There’s no help if you don’t want it
Spend my days looking through a screen
There’s no hell if you confront it
What does hell even mean?
The kinds of reds like in the tail lights
Burn just as bright as roaring flame
The kinds of reds like in the tail lights
Get to your head all just the same

Jacques Dutronc – Les Rois De La Reforme Lyrics

Monsieur Calvin, Monsieur Luther
Monsieur Lutin, Monsieur Calvaire
Je ne veux pas être militaire
A vous les rois de la Réforme
J’adresse enfin cette prière
Pour ne pas porter l’uniforme

Je ne suis pas chargé de famille
Je suis seulement chargé de filles
Je n’ai pas la rate qui se dilate
Mais j’ai le sourire qui se contracte
A l’idée que je vais partir

Pourquoi donc? me direz-vous
Parce qu’aujourd’hui, voyez-vous
Le prestige de la Réforme
C’est mieux que celui de l’uniforme

Je vais peut-être reboire du chloroforme

Et d’un seul coup faire clore ma forme
Prendre le conseil de révision
Pour celui de l’Eurovision
Et leur chanter “je veux pas partir”

Si vous n’obtenez pas ma grâce
J’irai tout droit au Val-de-Grâce
Je dirai j’ai un nervous breakdown
Tout ce que j’ai je vous le donne
Je vous le donne je vous le donne

Pourquoi donc ? me direz-vous
Parce qu’aujourd’hui, voyez-vous
Le prestige de la liberté
C’est mieux que celui de la propriété

Kishi Bashi – Can’t Let Go, Juno Lyrics

It’s a new day
Another full of heartbreak
And every time I’m checking in with myself
I’m drinking my soul away

And every time my phone lights up
My heart keeps skipping enough to give up
You know that better days still remain
Cannot be insane forever

Who knew, my ingenue
That we could never be together
Unless we do a deed we can’t undo?
And even if I sing that song
We could be right but we could be so wrong
Feed the dream, does it seem that we’re pushing at the sun?

[Chorus]
And if you loved her, would you fake it?
And every letter, would you burn it?
‘Cause every time I hear the way she said it
I can’t let go, can’t let go

I say
If I could make you fade away
I could play the game I know so well

It’s a fair trade

Many of the things I’ve said
Were made from the beautiful things I regret
Though the words we made, I feel the pain
Cannot know if it’s worth it
Never

I knew this avenue
Where everybody has a piece of their heart on the street for us all to view
And even if I feel alone
You know I’m just a man of flesh and bone
Feed the dream, does it seem like we’re staring at the sun?

[Chorus]
And if you loved her, would you fake it?
And every letter, would you burn it?
‘Cause every time I hear the way she said it
I can’t let go

[Chorus]
And if you loved her, would you fake it?
And every letter, would you burn it?
‘Cause every time I hear the way she said it
I can’t let go

Kirsti Sparboe – Karusell Lyrics

Mamma, jeg skal møte’n Kjell og han Arne nå i kveld
Vi skal spleise til en reise på en gøyal karusell
Mamma, hvem skal jeg kjøre med først?
Kanskje Arne for han er jo størst?
Ja, han denger opp Kjell hvis han drar i fletta mi
Eller kaller meg popjenta si

Men når Arne og jeg tar en tur
Blir han Kjell så forskrekkelig sur
Så jeg tror det er best at vi kjører alle tre
I en vogn som er stor nok til det

Mamma, jeg er forelsket i Kjell
Klart jeg kjører med han likevel
Når vi suser avsted skal han få en real klem
Og så skal han få følge meg hjem

Stakkar Arne må stå der og se
Men jeg kan ikke bry meg om det
Jeg har sannelig nok med å tenke på meg selv
Når jeg svever omkring med han Kjell

Når jeg svever omkring, når jeg svever omkring
Når jeg svever i vår karusell

Les Croquants – Les Joyeux Bouchers Lyrics

C’est le tango des bouchers de la Villette
C’est le tango des tueurs des abattoirs
Venez cueillir la fraise et l’amourette
Et boire du sang avant qu’il soit tout noir

Faut qu’ ça saigne
Faut qu’ les gens ayent à bouffer
Faut qu’ les gros puissent se goinfrer
Faut qu’ les petits puissent engraisser
Faut qu’ ça saigne
Faut qu’ les mandataires aux Halles
Puissent s’en fourer plein la dalle
Du filet à huit cent balles
Faut qu’ ça saigne
Faut qu’ les peaux se fassent tanner
Faut qu’ les pieds se fassent paner
Que les têtes aillent mariner
Faut qu’ ça saigne
Faut avaler d’ la barbaque
Pour êt’e bien gras quand on claque
Et nourrir des vers comaques
Faut qu’ ça saigne
Bien fort

C’est le tango des joyeux militaires

Des gais vainqueurs de partout et d’ailleurs
C’est le tango des fameux va-t-en guerre
C’est le tango de tous les fossoyeurs

Faut qu’ ça saigne
Appuie sur la baïonnette
Faut qu’ ça rentre ou bien qu’ ça pète
Sinon t’auras une grosse tête
Faut qu’ ça saigne
Démolis en quelques-uns
Tant pis si c’est des cousins
Fais-leur sortir le raisin
Faut qu’ ça saigne
Si c’est pas toi qui les crèves
Les copains prendront la r’lève
Et tu joueras la Vie brève
Faut qu’ ça saigne
Demain ça sera ton tour
Demain ça sera ton jour
Pus d’ bonhomme et pus d’amour
Tiens ! Voilà du boudin ! Voilà du boudin !
Voilà du boudin !

(Merci à dieu pour cettes paroles)

Katchafire – Lead Us Lyrics

A fatality up in the streets and another brother falls in the ghetto, yeah
And if you ain’t really happy with things then you much change your approach
There goes another brother, he’s gonna take you under, they need you to fill up their jail cell
In most scenarios we choose the easy road. but that ain’t how it’s supposed to end

Come back and lead us
Ante up, come back and lead us
Come back and lead us – Oh my people need ya
Ante up, come back and lead us

Yeah
Ooh Yeah
Cater to your every need yeah ie yeah

All we really need is someone to look up to -Someone to lead
All we really need is someone to hold on to -Someone to believe

They try to take our culture
They try to segregate
They try to take away our birthplace

Caught up and sold my mother
They try to separate

Put a tender on her head

Come back and lead us. My brother
Wahine toa (woman) come back and lead us – My sister
Wahine toa (woman) come back and lead us – Yeah

All my people say getup getup getup getup getup
Whoa O.. Yeah…

Your still doing what they always wanted you to… to do…
He always doing what they always counted on you… to do…

Babe I’ve been.. caught up in your groove… for some time…
Babe I’ve been.. lost up in this groove… every time…
Babe I’ve been.. Ooo lord… Hey yeah
Babe I’ve been.. watching over you… Yeah

Come back and lead us. Ante up, come back and lead us
Come back and lead us. My brother
Wahine toa (woman) come back and lead us – My sister
Wahine toa (woman) come back and lead us – Yeah

Katie Von Schleicher – Glad To Be Here Lyrics

I shook when you said
The words were a mistake
You didn’t want to stand by them anymore
Didn’t it, didn’t it, didn’t it feel wrong?
Didn’t it, didn’t it, didn’t it?

So I lied to you
Some magic that it takes
I didn’t want to let either of us down anymore
You lie in your light and you belong, you belong

Well what could I say to you?
We know it’s not smart

And no, I can’t wait to believe a word you’re saying

I’ve got to imagine we were to mind
And now no one else can give the blame
Believe me
Baby, I know when you’re gone that I can’t do it anymore

If there’s nothing wrong, I’m glad to be here
If there’s nothing wrong, I’m glad to be here
If there’s nothing wrong, I’m glad to be here

Supershirt – 8000 Mark Lyrics

Was kostet ein Kaffee? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet ein Filet? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet ein Biset? 8000 Mark!
Wie groß ist dein Budget? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet Crack? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet Speck? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet Dreck? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet Ed von Schleck? 8000 Mark!

(8000 Mark,…)

(yeah)
Ich hab nur eine Frage
Und das ist keine Frage!
Was kostet der Fisch? 8000 Mark!
(8000 Mark,…)

Du gewinnst 8000 Mark!
Und Du verlierst 8000 Mark!
Du rennst und rennst für 8000 Mark!

Bist du verbrennst für 8000 Mark!

(8000 Mark,…)

Was kostet ein Bier? 8000 Mark!
Was kosten zwei Bier? 8000 Mark!
Was kosten drei Bier? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet Freibier? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet ein Brett? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet ein Brot? 8000 Mark!
Was kostet ein brat? 8000 Mark!
Simon sagt: 8000 Mark!

(8000 Mark,…)

Du gewinnst 8000 Mark!
Und Du verlierst 8000 Mark!
Du rennst und rennst für 8000 Mark!
Bis du verbrennst für 8000 Mark!

8000 Mark?

Olly Murs – Years & Years Lyrics

When I’m alone, in the dark
And paint a picture inside my mind
Of all the things that I want
But I never thought I would find
And it blows my mind
Because there you are by my side
Maybe you know, maybe you don’t
But it’s a question I have to ask
I know we’re young, and we’ve got life
But life always goes so fast
But while you’re mine
Yeah, it feels like time’s on our side

Years and years, forever young
Years and years, yet to come
I take every second of every minute
Long as you’re in it, you know I’m winning
Years and years we won’t forget
The time and place that we met
And now I remember we’re all so clear
You signed your name on my heart
Saying you were here

No we’re not at the end
But we’re close maybe once or twice
We got burned but we learned not to listen to bad advice
Now I know you’re mine
Cause it feels like time’s on our side
This feeling will never get old, or will never be over
While you’re still mine

Years and years, forever young

Years and years, yet to come
I take every second of every minute
Long as you’re in it, you know I’m winning
Years and years we won’t forget
The time and place that we met
And now remember we’re all so clear
You signed your name on my heart
Saying you were here

It doesn’t matter where we go
It’s all I want, it’s all I know
This feeling’s never ever getting old
Cause all I know
Know, oh oh
Know, oh ooh

Years and years, forever young
Years and years, yet to come
I take every second of every minute
Long as you’re in it, I know I’m winning
Years and years we won’t forget
The time and place that we met
And now remember we’re all so clear
You signed your name on my heart
Saying you were here

Years and years
Years and years
Years and years
You signed your name on my heart
Saying you were here
Years and years
Years and years
Years and years
You signed your name on my heart
Saying you were here

Vandroya – Solar Night Lyrics

Radiant like sunshine
She came all dressed in white
Distant gaze and a necklace made of stone
So different from the dark night
Laying on the riverside
Standing there, calm and deadly cold
A sudden energy pulses to the sound of drums
And shadows dancing in the solar tone of love
Like a night that falls in love
With the brightness of the stars
Revealing carved secrets from their souls
It never goes down, so she begs for the dawn
Feeling her tired hands getting numb
Over the hills, far away from her domains

She hears the calling song
“Oh, solar night painting our skies
With a different kind of blue
If every night is a blue night
And I pulse in order to find you
Bring back that night again”
I’m calling you, hear me calling
I’m waiting for my rising sun
There comes the night capturing all the lights
That she keeps as a secret in vain
She buries in earth and she jumps to beyond
In silent joyful pain
I’m falling – Dancing lights in the dark
I’m calling – Voiceless songs of the stars

Franglish – Plus Haut Lyrics

[Refrain]
A part gagner moi j’sais rien faire d’autre (non non)
Longue vie à nous rien nous arrête (yeah)
Dieu merci pour ce genre de vie (oh my god)
C’est pas si on visera toujours plus haut (shit)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

[Couplet 1]
Suis-moi je sais où j’vais (follow)
On prend à droite si tu veux changer d’air (mais où on va ?)
On en a vu de toute les couleurs
J’remplace cette vie avec des billets verts (money money)
Oh oui je le mérite (oh oui)
Tu me méprises moi j’en souris (shit)
Merci grâce à toi j’en suis là (thank you so much)
Le soleil dans l’visage
Tu arriveras pas c’est ce qu’on m’disait
J’suis au bord de la mer [?]
Dans l’club [?]
Baby on va s’poser
J’temmène tu vas bronzer
Follow pose pas d’question nan nan

[Refrain]
A part gagner moi j’sais rien faire d’autre (non non)
Longue vie à nous rien nous arrête (yeah)
Dieu merci pour ce genre de vie (oh my god)
C’est pas si on visera toujours plus haut (shit)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

[Couplet 2]
Oh Mama regarde ton fils grandir
Oh Mama t’es parti avant d’être grand-mère
Pourquoi j’aurais tout fais j’suis peut être en l’air j’pense à toi
C’est la vie c’est le destin pas [?] j’irai tout droit
Pas de compte à rendre j’t’emmerde gros

Tout va bien dans la mer-con
Longue vie à nous [?]

[Refrain]
A part gagner moi j’sais rien faire d’autre (non non)
Longue vie à nous rien nous arrête (yeah)
Dieu merci pour ce genre de vie (oh my god)
C’est pas si on visera toujours plus haut (shit)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

[Pont]
C’est jamais assez, on fait toujours plus haut
C’est jamais assez, on fait toujours plus haut
Longue vie à nous, longue vie à nous
Longue vie à nous, longue vie à nous
C’est jamais assez, on fait toujours plus haut
C’est jamais assez, on fait toujours plus haut
Longue vie à nous, longue vie à nous
Longue vie à nous, longue vie à nous

[Refrain]
A part gagner moi j’sais rien faire d’autre (non non)
Longue vie à nous rien nous arrête (yeah)
Dieu merci pour ce genre de vie (oh my god)
C’est pas si on visera toujours plus haut (shit)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
A part gagner moi j’sais rien faire d’autre (non non)
Longue vie à nous rien nous arrête (yeah)
Dieu merci pour ce genre de vie (ma life)
C’est pas si on visera toujours plus haut (shit)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

[Outro]
Oh Mama regarde ton fils grandir
Oh Mama t’es parti avant d’être grand-mère

Vandroya – The Last Free Land Lyrics

From the distant lands of east
Undefined hearts of beast
Marching against our faith
Run to the desert
Far beyond the hills of sands are the gods
Crying and despair
Life has left this place
Be the unbreakable wall
The river that will wash away the fear of us all
The one guided by the light
Praise the power of the throne
We will drive into the storm (rise in glory!)
Liberty shall reign in this night

Fight for this land until the sun and moon be aligned
Into the fire!
She, the daughter of the moon
Begging to be undone
A new life born for unite
Eye of the light divine
Bearer of the two crowns let it shine
The oracle is in the sky
They blew above us
A reverse wind, a cruel power
Killing all kings
Destroying the temple of the divine
Enslaving us forever

Franglish – Attends 2 Minutes Lyrics

[Intro]
Ya ya ya ya ya yeah
Hein hein, yeah

[Couplet 1]
Je te vois rêver de cette vie là
Les regarde pas, les envie pas (no no no)
Crois-moi sur parole, je pourrais te donner bien plus qu’une simple villa (oui je le peux)
Je sais même pas pourquoi j’te dis ça
(Je sais même pas pourquoi jte dis ça)
C’est peut être mon cœur qui me dit de faire ça
(C’est peut être mon cœur qui me dit de faire ça)
Tes problèmes seront les miens (miens)
Comme des amis, on dansera le mia

[Pré-Refrain]
Ah, regarde dans mes yeux; qu’est-ce que tu lis ?
Écoute-moi parler, qu’est-ce que t’en dis ?
J’suis la pièce du puzzle qui te manquait (yeah yeah yeah)
J’suis ta boussole quand tu te perds
T’inquiète j’irai nulle part, j’suis là pour toi
J’te donnerai tout en temps et en heure

[Refrain]
Mais… attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
On n’est pas pressé (on n’est pas pressé)
On n’est pas pressé nan (on n’est pas pressé nan)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
On n’est pas pressé nan (on n’est pas pressé)
On n’est pas pressé (on n’est pas pressé)

[Couplet 2]
J’aime ce genre de feeling
De l’avenir on en reparlera
Plus tard nan pas maintenant
Mais profitons de ce moment (yeah)
La vie devant nous on a le temps (yeah)
Ne pense à rien on se détend (yeah)
f*ck les règles, on fait ce qu’on veut
Pour l’instant, il s’agit de nous deux

[Pré-Refrain]
Ah, regarde dans mes yeux; qu’est-ce que tu lis ?
Écoute-moi parler, qu’est-ce que t’en dis ?
J’suis la pièce du puzzle qui te manquait (yeah yeah yeah)

J’suis ta boussole quand tu te perds
T’inquiète j’irai nulle part, j’suis là pour toi
J’te donnerai tout en temps et en heure

[Refrain]
Mais… attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
On n’est pas pressé (on n’est pas pressé)
On n’est pas pressé nan (on n’est pas pressé nan)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
On n’est pas pressé nan (on n’est pas pressé)
On n’est pas pressé (on n’est pas pressé)

[Pont]
Ouuuuuuuuuh ouuuuuuuuuuh, eh eh
Ouuuuuuuuuh ouuuuuuuuuuh eh
Yeah yeah, let’s get it

[Pré-Refrain]
Ah, regarde dans mes yeux; qu’est-ce que tu lis ?
Écoute-moi parler, qu’est-ce que t’en dis ?
J’suis la pièce du puzzle qui te manquait (yeah yeah yeah)
J’suis ta boussole quand tu te perds
T’inquiète j’irai nulle part, j’suis là pour toi
J’te donnerai tout en temps et en heure

[Refrain]
Mais… attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
On n’est pas pressé (on n’est pas pressé)
On n’est pas pressé nan (on n’est pas pressé nan)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
Attends deux minutes (attends deux minutes)
On n’est pas pressé nan (on n’est pas pressé)
On n’est pas pressé (on n’est pas pressé)

[Outro]
Ouuuuuuuuuh ouuuuuuuuuuh, eh eh
Ouuuuuuuuuh ouuuuuuuuuuh eh
Yeah yeah, hein
Attends deux minutes
Attends deux minutes
On n’est pas pressé, nan nan nan
Attends deux minutes
Attends deux minutes
On n’est pas pressé, pressé

Everett Champion – Text From My Ex Lyrics

[Hook: Everett Champion]
But I can’t reply (can’t reply)
I’m wondering why (why’s that?)
You fighting with your man but you do that all the time (you know)
Why you hit my line? (why’s that?)
Acting like we fine (we not)
I’m faded off this whiskey and your sipping on some wine (ay, ay, ay)
I’m your ex man
(You know I’m your ex man)
We can still be best friends
(We can still be best friends)
It’s late so why you texting
(It’s late so why you texting)
Incoming message, text from my exes
Yeah!

[Verse 1: Everett Champion]
My drink half filled, sipping on some new shit
Phone in my hand, holding on with a loose grip
Talking to some girl, rip jeans show her bruises
Text pop up, oh shit, like who’s this?
Your number, damn haven’t seen that in awhile
Lock up my phone, take a sip in denial
Then I start thinking, maybe I should dial?
18, I guess that’s my lifestyle
Everyone got pills, ones red, ones blue
Another text pops up, damn that makes two
Same number? Yup, once again it’s you
Sitting alone, here comes the rest of the crew
They see your name, complain, it’s all the same
Say “we feel your pain, but put that away
It’s ruining the vibe that we trying to make”
So they fill up my cup, and I take a drank
And when this shit gets empty, and I’m on to the next beer
Label paying for my drinks, whenever those cheques clear
Little messed up, can I just rest here?
Sophomore life, getting ready for next year
And when the rest clear, and I’m left on that sofa
With rum mixed with the coca, cola
Remembering the times, when I would provoke ya
I’m out for the night, slipping in euphoria

[Hook: Everett Champion]
But I can’t reply (can’t reply)
I’m wondering why (why’s that?)
You fighting with your man but you do that all the time (you know)
Why you hit my line? (why’s that?)
Acting like we fine (we not)
I’m faded off this whiskey and your sipping on some wine (ay, ay, ay)

I’m your ex man
(You know I’m your ex man)
We can still be best friends
(We can still be best friends)
It’s late so why you texting
(It’s late so why you texting)
Incoming message, text from my exes
Yeah!

[Verse 2: Everett Champion]
Back on the couch, back on the juice
Back to being vulnerable, back being confused
Back to always just having to find an excuse
That I can’t find the time to ever execute
And I feel like I shouldn’t always just say the truth
Wrong people find out and that’s all the proof
That they need to use, just to be approved
But they don’t see the potential that I see in you
I just want to sit back with a scenic view
18, but I swear to god I’ve seen a few
I’m not talking on the record, I’m taking me and you
Don’t want to lie, I’m afraid it’s appearing true
Like who you been with? Who you gonna be calling?
When you at the bar, and he just keeps stalling
You try and act tall and heels crack and you falling
I’mma pick you up, then we just start falling in love
But it’s back to right now
I’m thinking something different from what I type down
Messages slurred, lost in translation
Lost and can’t face it, lost in this basement
But I hit send, not sure if you can read it
Tell me my text, is really what you needed
Take a deep breathe in, what you doing on the weekend
We’re going swimming in liquor, come and meet me in the deep end

[Hook: Everett Champion]
But I can’t reply (can’t reply)
I’m wondering why (why’s that?)
You fighting with your man but you do that all the time (you know)
Why you hit my line? (why’s that?)
Acting like we fine (we not)
I’m faded off this whiskey and your sipping on some wine (ay, ay, ay)
I’m your ex man
(You know I’m your ex man)
We can still be best friends
(We can still be best friends)
It’s late so why you texting
(It’s late so why you texting)
Incoming message, text from my exes
Yeah!

Los Betos – Ella Es Lyrics

Oye explicame por dios lo que tu hiciste negra
Ya se que es tu nuevo luck lo que ahora estas haciendo
Prefiero mejor pensar que por dentro conservas
Los principios de moral que tragistes de pueblo
Te ves bien
Quien lo niegue loco estará
Ese suin en tu caminar
Tu glamour como de academia
Te oyes bien
Al usar los términos y
Súper sexi te ves en jean
La verdad hay que desirlo negra
Claro esta
Un siemens te sienta bien
Un buen toncoli también
Yo creo que es lo natural
Pero no te vas a olvidar
De los viejos que te criaron
Ni de tus antepasados
De tus amistades viejas
La muchachada del vario
O en el colegio la leva
Lo plástico va pasando pero lo autentico queda
Porque camelia preciosa no vuelves a lo que eras
Porque camelia preciosa no vuelves a lo que eras
No me digas que ya no te gusta el vallenato

O no sabes donde esta la vela de marquesote
Cuando yo estuve en tu vida yo te quise tanto
Hoy no eres ni sombra de aquella niña de entonces
Claro esta
Hoy te gusta un mercedes bens
Un café concierto también
Una prenda de marca fina
Quien te aguanta
Con ese cabello risao
Tu quizás malinterpretao
Con el revolcón de gaviria
No hay razón
Que de tanta cirugía
Uno te ve y desconfía
Si tu eres la misma o no
Y ahora tiene los ojos miel
Y son lentes de contacto
Mi amor no simules tanto
Ni te olvides de tu tierra
Cuando estábamos estudiando
Y nos hacíamos la leva
Por plástica estas pasando y en el fondo así no es ella
Ya no va un domingo a misa ni en navidad a su tierra
Ya no va un domingo a misa ni en navidad a su tierra

Red Molly – Foreign Lander Lyrics

I’ve been a foreign lander for seven years or more
Among the brave commanders where wild beasts howled and roared
I’ve conquered all my enemies on land and on the sea
But you my dearest jewel ’tis you have conquered me
I cannot build a ship of love without the wood of trees
The ship would burst asunder should I prove false to thee
If ever I prove false love the elements would moan

The fire would turn to ice love, the seas would rage and burn
Have you heard the mourning dove?
She’s flying from pine to pine
She’s mourning for her own love the way I mourn for mine
I lie awake out in the night
I see the shining stars I wonder if you see them too wherever you are
I’ve been a foreign lander for seven years or more

Tones & I – Dance Monkey Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They say, “Oh my god, I see the way you shine
Take your hand, my dear, and place them both in mine”
You know you stopped me dead while I was passing by
And now I beg to see you dance just one more time

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, I see you, see you, see you every time
And oh my, I, I like your style
You, you make me, make me, make me wanna cry
And now I beg to see you dance just one more time

[Chorus]
So they say
Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, oh-oh-oh
I’ve never seen anybody do the things you do before
They say
Move for me, move for me, move for me, ayy-ayy-ayy
And when you’re done I’ll make you do it all again

[Verse 2]
I said, “Oh my god, I see you walking by
Take my hands, my dear, and look me in my eyes”
Just like a monkey, I’ve been dancin’ my whole life
But you just beg to see me dance just one more time

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, I see you, see you, see you every time
And oh my, I, I like your style
You, you make me, make me, make me wanna cry
And now I beg to see you dance just one more time

[Chorus]
So they say
Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, oh-oh-oh
I’ve never seen anybody do the things you do before

They say
Move for me, move for me, move for me, ayy-ayy-ayy
And when you’re done I’ll make you do it all again
They say
Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I’ve never seen anybody do the things you do before
They say
Move for me, move for me, move for me, ayy-ayy-ayy
And when you’re done I’ll make you do it all again

[Bridge]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(Do it all again, do it all again, do it all again)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
(Do it all again, do it all again, do it all again)
Ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah

[Chorus]
They say
Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, oh-oh-oh
I’ve never seen anybody do the things you do before
They say
Move for me, move for me, move for me, ayy-ayy-ayy
And when you’re done I’ll make you do it all again
They say
Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
I’ve never seen anybody do the things you do before
They say
Move for me, move for me, move for me, ayy-ayy-ayy
And when you’re done I’ll make you do it all again
All again

Future, Drake & Young Thug – D4l Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
(808 my crew)
(Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
FBG, YSL, know just what’s brackin’, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Told my story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
FBG, YSL, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Louis Vuitton bandana, bro, what hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
D4L, Stunna Man, say what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shit (What’s hannenin’?)
You go outside, you better back it

[Verse 1: Future & Young Thug]
Oh, my right wrist a Ferrari (Skrrt, skrrt)
Foreign breed, American, she call me papi (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Vroom, vroom, Hellcat, give it to the goons (Vroom)
On that Earl Manigault, shootin’ it out the spoon
Seen a prom queen smoke crack when I was lil’
Million dollars in cash like I sell drugs (Sell drugs)
Gave my bitch a hundred racks, vacuum sealed up (Vacuum seal, what?)
Vacuum sealed up

[Chorus: Young Thug & Drake]
FBG, YSL, know just what’s brackin’, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Told my story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
FBG, OVO, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Richard Mille, all year, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
YSL bandana, man, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
D4L, Stunna Man, man, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shit (What’s hannenin’?)
You go outside, you better back it (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Drake]
Go to Palm Springs for a daytrip
Freeband, October’s Own, it’s the same shit

Shawty keep on knockin’ back the shots, better pace this
Woah, woah, bank knows presidential faces
Woah, woah, Bankhead, started seein’ spaceships, woah
We just started f*ckin’, she impatient
Now she want a butt lift, now she want some LASIK
Just to see the bag clearer, that way she can chase it
Ayy, ayy
I remember grade six, I was up in Payless tryna get some Asics
Now I’m Nike’d down in a motherf*ckin’ snake pit
Now I’m type of nigga give it out and I don’t take shit (808 my crew)

[Verse 3: Future & Young Thug]
I been in the cut for thirteen thousand months
(Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)
All that brr, you gon’ think we from Saudi Arabia
Money counter brr (Yeah), ayy
My trap comin’ up the street, brr (Let’s go)
I ran a check up on my feet (Run it up)
Bentley talk, Bentley talk, brr (Bentley)
Go ask your mama, I’m a boss, brr (Boss)
I got oil, I’m your daddy, brr (Daddy)
I bought her a ‘Rari (Swerve, skrrt), brr (‘Rari, yeah)
I eat calamari (Brr, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma let her park me

[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
FBG, YSL, know just what’s brackin’, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Told my story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (Yeah)
FBG, YSL, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Louis Vuitton bandana, bro, what hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
D4L, Stunna Man, say what’s hannenin’? (What’s hannenin’?)
Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shit (What’s hannenin’?)
You go outside, you better back it

Lil’ Baby & 42 Dugg – We Paid Lyrics

[Intro: 42 Dugg]
Can’t be f*cked with
Ayy, 4 Pockets, huh
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherf*cker up)

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
‘Fore I go broke like Joc
f*ck with that dog like Vick (Roof)
Not that rock, that pit’
How many down to my sock
Can’t hold my Glock, reason I don’t really like that shit (Nigga, I don’t)
Young turnt nigga, can’t wife no bitch (At all)
Excuse my French, don’t like no bitch (Nope)
Limo tinted, all five of my cars, yeah, I had it hard
Seen my bitch broke bad, I ain’t had a heart
Skrrt, yeah, that’s us
Two-tone AP, yeah, I’m bust
Got the head from her, I ain’t even wanna f*ck (f*ck her)
Why? Slut, bye (f*ck on)
Nothin’ on me from Saks, everything Revive
Old nigga tellin’ on bro, should’ve died
No, he ain’t kill ’em, dawg, he ain’t even try
Still’ll bet my last from dice in the hood
Take who chain? Nah bitch, not Dugg’s
Probably in somethin’ fast with a Glock in the hood
Courtside tickets, spillin’ Wock’ on the wood

[Chorus: 42 Dugg & Lil Baby]
First turnt nigga from the hood, they curious
Four in cars, ’bout five in jewelry
I get the commas with numbers, that’s period
I got your BM wan’ put on Amiris
First young nigga in the A2 Lam’
Run up fourteen mil’, started fourteen grams (Same day)
Dope boy Dickies and diamonds and Timbs
You shouldn’t play with that boy, he is not one of them
Bro, I kept taking L’s, finally got me a M
Still making double, I don’t call what I spend
S550 2018
Gotta come twenty if you hoppin’ in the Benz
Young turnt nigga from the D to the A
I’m rockin’ with the Lions, yeah, I’m rocking with the Braves
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
I’ma turn it up a lil’ more this time
Used to dream about gettin’ it, now I got it, I don’t drive
I had a spot like a varsity, what did you have?
You buy twenty, I’ll front what you buy
I put on drip, I believe I can I fly
Niggas know that I’m rich, but they know not to try
I had a show in Detroit and I stopped at Revive
And spent fifty on all the guys
All of these hoes in these stores make commission

And plus I’ma tip ’em, they holdin’ my size
Get in your car and just put on your flashers
And follow the hearse since you say you gon’ ride
‘Cause somebody gon’ die if they f*ck with us
Turn a five to a dime, that’s a double up
f*ck around, walk through church with my double cup
This shit a habit, I’m prayin’ I give it up
Tiger stay with the wood, make ’em give it up
Know I ran through a mil’ every week off of weed
Bro beat the trap, I can get me some sleep
Got a backend to pick up, I won’t even leave
Run it up, f*ck around, give the ‘Vette to DT
Keep a hotboy with me, I got love for BG
Chasin’ this paper since twelve or thirteen
Runnin’ ’round in these streets, it was me and Marquise

[Chorus: 42 Dugg & Lil Baby]
First turnt nigga from the hood, they curious
Four in cars, ’bout five in jewelry
I get the commas with numbers, that’s period
I got your BM wan’ put on Amiris
First young nigga in the A2 Lam’
Run up fourteen mil’, started fourteen grams (Same day)
Dope boy Dickies and diamonds and Timbs
You shouldn’t play with that boy, he is not one of them
Bro, I kept taking L’s, finally got me a M
Still making double, I don’t call what I spend
S550 2018
Gotta come twenty if you hoppin’ in the Benz
Young turnt nigga from the D to the A
I’m rockin’ with the Lions, yeah, I’m rocking with the Braves
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid
First turnt nigga from the hood, they curious
Four in cars, ’bout five in jewelry
I get the commas with numbers, that’s period
I got your BM wan’ put on Amiris
First young nigga in the A2 Lam’
Run up fourteen mil’, started fourteen grams (Same day)
Dope boy Dickies and diamonds and Timbs
You shouldn’t play with that boy, he is not one of them
Bro, I kept taking L’s, finally got me a M
Still making double, I don’t call what I spend
S550 2018
Gotta come twenty if you hoppin’ in the Benz
Young turnt nigga from the D to the A
I’m rockin’ with the Lions, yeah, I’m rocking with the Braves
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid (Yeah)

Dikdakkers – Rio Lyrics

Rio De Janeiro
Niemand houd ons nog tegen
Niets brengt ons nog van de reis
We zijn onderweg naar Rio
Want daar is het paradijs
Een land vol met mooie mensen
En voetbal, het strand, de zee
‘t is altijd feest in Rio
Wie gaat er met ons mee

Oh Copacabana nanananana
Laat de zomer nu maar komen
Kom en dans de Samba oe-la-la
Met het meisje van je dromen
Oh Copacabana nanananana
Laat de zomer nu maar komen
Kom en dans de Samba oe-la-la
Met het meisje van je dromen

Rio de Janeiro
Rio
Land van zon, samba en wijn
Rio de Janeiro
Rio
Ik wil daar zijn

Wie houd er van het leven
Wie houd er van de zonneschijn
Kom maar mee naar Rio

De stad waar me moeten zijn
Sjansen met iedereen
Dansen tot in de morgen
Daar is geen tijd voor zorgen
Je bent er nooit alleen

Oh Copacabana nanananana
Laat de zomer nu maar komen
Kom en dans de Samba oe-la-la
Met het meisje van je dromen
Oh Copacabana nanananana
Laat de zomer nu maar komen
Kom en dans de Samba oe-la-la
Met het meisje van je dromen

Rio de Janeiro
Rio
Land van zon, samba en wijn
Rio de Janeiro
Rio
Ik wil daar zijn

Rio de Janeiro

Rio de Janeiro
Rio
Land van zon, samba en wijn
Rio de Janeiro
Rio
Ik wil daar zijn
Ja daar zijn
Ik wil daar zijn
Ja daar zijn

John Waite – If You Ever Get Lonely Lyrics

Thanks for calling it’s so good to hear your voice
You keep breaking it only again in noise
But I keep listening ’cause I never had a choice
When it came to you.
I’d love to see you
If you ever out this way
You sound happy guess things are working out Okay
And I’m getting better put in efforts in front of the other.

And I know that California is not to blame
And I know there’re millions of people in L.A.

If you ever get lonely if you miss me
If you need someone truly
Even if it’s only the sound of someone’s voice who loves you
That you need to hear you know where to find me
If you ever get lonely.

Sounds like a good time going down at the other end

You got a new life and a new love
And home new of friends
And I am listening to you expect me to pretend
That I don’t love you I don’t love you.

But if you ever get lonely if you miss me
If you need someone truly
Even if it’s only the sound of someone’s voice who loves you
That you need to hear you know where to find me
If you ever get lonely lonely oh yeah.

Will you ever really listening will you ever really be there?

But if you ever get lonely if you miss me
If you need someone truly
Even if it’s only the sound of someone’s voice who loves you
That you need to hear you know where to find me
If you ever get lonely lonely
If you ever get lonely.

Tachenko – Dame Una Pista Lyrics

Para estropear tanta calidad
Solo necesitas tiempo, tiempo
Te lo explicaré con imágenes
De momento todo el mundo al suelo
Si no sabes lo que quiero
Te hago una lista
Lo primero es lo primero
Dame un pista, dame una pista, dame una pista
Cómo no te voy a avisar
De que he estado fuera de mí
Sin táctica, sin práctica
Sin truco en el sombrero
Esto sigue siendo ilegal
Por mucho que bailes así
No hay vuelta atrás, no hay vuelta atrás
Detrás de mí no hay héroes
Fuego general, luces de hospital
Cuando quieren darnos miedo, miedo
Jurarás que no, te arrepentirás
Casi todo lo que digo es cierto
Y aunque pienses que no existo
Te hago una lista
Porque todo está previsto
Dame una pista, dame una pista, dame una pista
Cómo no te voy a avisar

De que he estado fuera de mí
Sin táctica, sin práctica
Sin truco en el sombrero
Esto sigue siendo ilegal
Por mucho que bailes así
No hay vuelta atrás, no hay vuelta atrás
Detrás de mí no hay héroes
Si no sabes lo que quiero
Te hago una lista
Lo primero es lo primero
Dame una pista, dame una pista, dame una pista
Cómo no te voy a avisar
De que he estado fuera de mí
Sin táctica, sin práctica
Sin truco en el sombrero
Esto sigue siendo ilegal
Por mucho que bailes así
No hay vuelta atrás, no hay vuelta atrás
Detrás de mí no hay héroes
Esto sigue siendo ilegal
(esto sigue siendo ilegal)
Siendo ilegal
Esto sigue siendo ilegal
(esto sigue siendo ilegal)
Siendo ilegal, siendo ilegal

Alda Celia – Rei Consolador Lyrics

“Jesus, é só dizer teu nome pra te adorar
Jesus, é só dizer teu nome pra te exaltar
Rei dos reis
Jesus, é só erguer as mãos e te magnificar
Erguer um trono com a minha adoração

Cordeiro vencedor
Te adorarei, Senhor Jesus
Meu rei consolador
Consagro a ti o meu coração
E tudo o que sou”

Red Molly – Yellow House Lyrics

This little yellow house has too many rooms Too many rooms, too many rooms This little yellow house has too many rooms And I sit all alone and cry I had me a good man, lord I let him go He went back to St Paul and I let him go I had me a good man, lord I let him go Now I sit all alone and cry And my sister’s baby boy has learned to say my name Learned to say my name, he’s learned to say my name My sister’s baby boy has learned to say my name And I sit all alone and cry And the sands in the hourglass gather down below Gather below, they gather below The sands in the hourglass gather down below And I sit all alone and cry In this little yellow house with too many rooms Too many, too many, too many rooms This little yellow house has too many rooms And I sit all alone and cry Yes I sit all alone and cry

Tee Grizzley – I Spy Lyrics

It’s a movie in this bitch, I got that Uzi in this bitch
You know I’m truely with the shits, nigga
Ayy, long black [?], I call it big nigga (Big boy)
Take a rapper his CD back, I can’t get jiggy (What a sucker)
They gon’ think I’m beatin’ you up, look, baby, stop screamin’ (Stop screamin’)
I just blew two-hundred K, I could’ve dropped Demon (Skrrt)
Dropped my first song years ago, it’s stil ain’t stop streamin’ ("First Day Out")
Tell them niggas "Stop talkin’" ‘fore they stop breathin’
You see everybody starin’ when I pass (Why?), that’s ’cause I’m in the Lamb’ (Skrrt)
Two K for some pants, ayy, chopper with the stance (Boom)
Do you still got the money? f*ck what you done have (Boy)
Livin’ in the mansion, niggas livin’ in the past
Turned a penthouse in Hollywood to a trap-spot
Big MAC, no laptops, white diamonds, black Glocks
Dick suckin’ ass, nigga, f*ck is you a mascot?
Ten Louis slippers like I been playin’ in the sandbox
Rest in peace my babies, damn, I wish my boys could see me now
Big Grizzley chain on my neck, pointers beatin’ out
You ain’t tryna deepthroat, what you speakin’ for? You tweakin’, thot
I can’t take no shower with my bitch, the water be too hot

I spy with my little eye (What?)
Thirty racks on me as we speakin’, I’m so fly (Facts)
Private jet whenever the f*ck I want, mom, I can fly (Yeah)
But them prices way too high, so I’m on Delta with my guys (Gang)

Only thing I hate about them airports is the lines
And them dirty ass dogs f*ckin’ up my dripper [?] (Them mutts)
They gon’ give me TSA ’cause I done did some time
Why y’all treatin’ me like Saddam, f*ck, y’all think I got a bomb? (I ain’t got no bomb)
Did a European tour, but I ain’t see a stage (No)
Bro said I gotta start puttin’ that shit on my page (Why?)
I say you gotta take it in, nigga, put your phone down
Just don’t put that chrome down, they want our brains blown out (Boaw, boaw)
And you know that that shit ain’t gon’ happen (No)

Can’t fall off, true balance (No)
My one AP, two Pateks (Yeah)
You can’t hold me, I’m too savage
Got a girlfriend at twelve, granny told me I’m too menace
Ayy, snuck her in the basement, f*cked that lil’ bitch on the palate

Run that dope, nigga (Dope, nigga), on these broke niggas (Broke niggas)
On these joke niggas (On these joke niggas), on these ho niggas (On these ho niggas)
You a freak bitch (You a freak bitch), you a weak bitch (You a weak bitch)
You a cheap bitch (You a cheap bitch), ain’t shit sweet, bitch? (Ain’t shit sweet, bitch?)

I spy with my little eye (What?)
Thirty racks on me as we speakin’, I’m so fly (Facts)
Private jet whenever the f*ck I want, mom, I can fly (Yeah)
But them prices way too high, so I’m on Delta with my guys (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

Don’t like hoes, I like bitches, get these hoes out (Get the f*ck out)
Don’t like hoes, I like bitches, put these hoes out (Bye)
I’m in the hot tub (For what?), get some could mouth
Kings Garden, THC shit got me zoned out
Woah, got me zoned out
[?], got me zoned out
Right here, got me zoned out
Let me get it together

Run that dope, nigga (Dope, nigga), on these broke niggas (Broke niggas)
On these joke niggas (On these joke niggas), on these ho niggas (On these ho niggas)
You a freak bitch (You a freak bitch), you a weak bitch (You a weak bitch)
You a cheap bitch (You a cheap bitch), ain’t shit sweet, bitch? (Ain’t shit sweet, bitch?)

Ayy, ayy
I spy with my little eye (What?)
Thirty racks on me as we speakin’, I’m so fly (Thirty)
Private jet whenever the f*ck I want, mom, I can fly (Yeah)
But them prices way too high, so I’m on Delta with my guys (Gang)

And some hoes too (And some hoes), and some poles too (And some pole)
We got that low too (Got that low), better do what I told you (Bitch)
Tell the truth everytime I get on ProTools, nigga
Gang

Kota The Friend – B.q.e Lyrics (feat. Bas & Joey Bada$$)

[Verse 1: Kota the Friend]
Self-made, no flex, ooh
Self paid, no debt, ooh
We ain’t takin’ no bets, lot of y’all full of regrets
Pay me and give me respect
Y’all playin’ easy to get, I’m playin’ Russian Roulette
Y’all sellin’ out for the check
We holdin’ out for the kids
Free black and don’t flip
Gold rope the whole crib, low bread, the whole loaf
Go hard or go home, go home and don’t trip
Same block, same whip
Free as a bird, used to be runnin’ from 12, live and you learn
Now we just flip ’em the bird
Poppy you give me the word
Copy you heard, I step on the Myrtle I’m on the wave now
Bet you got nothin’ to say now
You better get out the way and better get comfortable catchin’ this fade now
Stay in your lane, either you get on the train or watch on the wave
There ain’t no stoppin’ the play
Hoppin’ up out of the flames
[?] island today
Get your peace up on the board
Bought a crib by the lake
Still pull up in the fort, real comin’ for the fake
Showin’ love through the hate
Still tryna end a war, momma said I need a break
Maybe when I’m in the Forbes, generation’s on the board
Generations in the bank, ayy

[Chorus: Kota the Friend & Joey Bada$$]
Ayy, is you gettin’ on this train?
Miss it and you gon’ be late
You could catch another wave
But we hoppin’ on the B-Q-E
Doin’ 90 on the B-Q-E
You could find me on the B-Q-E
Get behind me on the B-Q-E
Ayy, ayy, yuh (Badmon)

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
I pull up, I skrrt (skrrt)
Drop top and I’m wearin’ no shirt
She know I’m a flirt (Flirt)
One hand on the wheel another hand up her skirt
She know I’m a mur
I’m on the 2-7, then back to the turf
I be the old school like I’m servin them work
When I’m local, I be goin’ bezerk
Hit up old fools might back up the club for the f*ck of it
Talkin’ my [?] she be lovin’ it

Start to build hoods and you know I be tuggin’ it
None of my niggas can f*ck with the government
They just be thuggin’ it, I just be playin’ it smart
I don’t be judgin’, I’m playin’ my part
Show the fake love and then play with your heart
Gotta learn to just play with the cards dealt
These niggas too hard on their-self
Niggas too hard to offer them help
I don’t work too hard for all this wealth
For the first two bars for how all of it felt
Ayy, still in the field like inner field
Or M-O-B play centerfield
Rain on the day just take the wheel

[Chorus: Kota the Friend & Bas]
Ayy, is you gettin’ on this train?
Miss it and you gon’ be late
You could catch another wave
But we hoppin’ on the B-Q-E
Doin’ 90 on the B-Q-E
You could find me on the B-Q-E
Get behind me on the B-Q-E (It’s Bassy)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy

[Verse 3: Bas]
For every day I made dollars, I made dollars
‘Cause my Burroughs, he gave knowledge
How the city move, y’all better pay homage
I don’t pity you niggas that make comments to create drama
You gon’ find them tryna go viral
Judge, jury, execution, no trial
I was sinkin’ deep sleep, watching bitches creep
Streets make it hoes so vile
I’m from Queens where they line you up with a cold smile
And the whole time you be thinkin’, “Damn, that bitch so fine,”
“Oh, my,” she not
Born in a ditch and you die in a box
But I’m on a mission, a man of ambition
My latest addition, retire my Pops
So anyone threatenin’, I’m firin’ shots

[Chorus: Kota the Friend]
Ayy, is you gettin’ on this train?
Miss it and you gon’ be late
You could catch another wave
But we hoppin’ on the B-Q-E
Doin’ 90 on the B-Q-E
You could find me on the B-Q-E
Get behind me on the B-Q-E
Yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy

Seventh Day Slumber – Man Down Lyrics

(No, no…
Wake up. Wake up. It’s just a dream.)

I can hear the screams deep inside of me
Like a siren piercing through my brain
Your insanity is my reality
Crawling out of this nightmare every day

I go back to these haunted memories
In the trenches, each moment I’m awake
How long until I break?

Man down, we’ve got a man down
Crying for help but I can’t make a sound
Trapped inside
My own mind
I’m losing control of all my emotions
Is there a cure for these wounds that I’ve opened?
I’m bleeding out
We’ve got a man down

In the aftermath I watch the hour glass
Counting down till my senses start to fade
Running terrified through a house of lies
Every room full of thoughts I can’t escape

The cycle plays again, I can’t let it win
I’ve come too far just to throw it all away

Hanging on for one more day

Man down, we’ve got a man down
Crying for help but I can’t make a sound
Trapped inside
My own mind
I’m losing control of all my emotions
Is there a cure for these wounds that I’ve opened?
I’m bleeding out
We’ve got a man down

Why can’t I wash away,
The scars of yesterday?
I’m falling to my knees
God can you take this from me?

Man down, we got a man down
Crying for help but I can’t make a sound
Trapped inside
My own mind

Man down, we got a man down
Crying for help but I can’t make a sound
Trapped inside
My own mind
I’m losing control of all my emotions
Is there a cure for these wounds that I’ve opened?
I’m bleeding out
We’ve got a man down

We’ve got a man down

(He’s still down. Still down.)

Hugh Coltman – Isolation Lyrics

Paroles de la chanson Isolation :
Oh I have been thinking
All night watched you sleeping
‘Cause I couldn’t keep my eyes closed
We’ve tried ’cause we had to
Told lies like they were true
But ties they are frayed and won’t hold
Look into my face my eyes are red
And the ashtray’s been up all night, all night

[Refrain]
Oh Isolation I just cannot get through
I don’t know what else to do
Isolation, I’m not the one to kiss and tell
Could it be it’s time to say farewell

It’s alright to let go and take flight
When you know that a sigh takes the place of a shout

Oh why are these windows shut tight ?
Are you so scared of night and the voice of this town ?
When I think of how
I’ve tried to get you out of the chaos behind your eyes
Oh I, oh I

[Refrain]
Isolation I just cannot get through
I don’t know what else to do
Isolation, after everything I’ve tried
Could it be it’s time to say goodbye ?
Goodbye

Oh it was not so long ago
When I thought I knew your mind
Now your hands are shaking
And your eyes won’t even meet mine

Oh I, oh I

[Refrain]

Tachenko – El Coche Real Lyrics

El coche real nos lleva a mejor puerto, un puerto mejor …
Aquí hay gran nivel, no pienso apostar fuerte al precio que estoy

El coche real nos lleva a mejor puerto, un puerto mejor …
Aquí hay gran nivel, no pienso apostar fuerte al precio que estoy

Y todo el día en la estación central
Y todo el día en la parte continental
Y todo el día en la “experiencia Aimar”
Ni toda la noche ni todo da igual

Abajo el telón, si hablas por los codos viajo peor
Y un susto mayor, espera en la cuneta un susto mayor

Y ahora la realidad me quiere como soy
No puedo simular más preocupación

Estoy muy bien, estoy muy bien …
Y estrellas potentes me quieren hacer estatua
Sin saber que me puedo escapar
Que sólo un nombre me hace temblar
Y ni princesas ni idiotas quieren dejarme escapar
Sólo sus nombres me hacen temblar …

El juego infantil se acaba, da la vuelta y miro el reloj
Y miro el reloj, no llego a mejor puerto, un puerto mejor …

Y ahora la realidad me quiere como soy
No puedo simular más preocupación

Estoy muy bien, me faltas tú …

El juego infantil se acaba, da la vuelta y miro el reloj …

Alda Celia – Hineh Ni Adonai Lyrics

“Eu vi o meu Senhor
Sobre um alto e sublime trono
Cercado pelos serafins
Ao som da sua voz, prostrado eu me lancei
Quem há de ir por nós? A quem enviarei?
Hinêh ni adonai (2x)
Eis me aqui, Senhor, envia-me
Meus lábios vem tocar com brasas do altar
Pra proclamar teu reino e frutificar

Hinêh ni adonai, hinêh ni adonai
Como posso me calar?
Como posso me ausentar?
Se o teu coração pulsa tão forte, ó Senhor
Pelas almas que se vão;
Como ovelhas sem pastor
Usa-me como um canal do teu imenso amor”