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Frank McCallister
03:49
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Give me something to fear
Give me something to hear
Give me something to learn everyday.
Give me something to say
Give me something to give.
Give me something give me everything.
Trying to live
When darkness appear in front of your home
To see à better face
Smiling like a defense, my dear dropouts
All is so simple when all is well.
Escape the accidents.
A "better day" (sure) we need it.
A map to the gate.
The same key despite our differences.
We are the sons of fear.
But we all have the same skills
We are rich and cold
We are poor and loud.
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Andy Bernard
03:06
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So often busy
I forget to breathe
A tie as a Friend
The glory as reward
We lived front of a wall
And we had no ladder
Our dreams on the other side
Our scars like only ground
Break the chains and
Break the plans
Assert himself deep inside
Will remind this every time
Well its life, fucking life
Untie the blows
Rise up glasses
And cheers to our memories
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3. |
Georges Wilson
01:25
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I say to an angel
Show me what to do
Answered my questions
Your words are my remedy
Inaccecible in the depth of your eyes
You awaken me, you have saved me
My heart is spinning
To carry on, it's to difficult to carry on
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4. |
Walter Sobchak
02:37
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What if we started with this fear?
About try to go ahead
We probably lose some memories
But we will face another days
Harsh scars will be forgotten
As dying childhood's dreams
An endless, meaningless circle
A deep desire to running away
We breaking our plans.
We have nothing to hide
We enjoy this life, before decline.
I thought sometimes we cry.
You wasted our time, you changed our mind
And the ones we love, are those who are mad
We dug our grave, we smell our ashes
Cause we fear the end! Yes we fear the end!
There is no more reason, no more seasons
The means of existence has become shit
In the end our hearts weeps silently
Can't we stop this stupid game?
We close our eyes and dance away
Would you really start this way?
This world is a bane for our ears
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5. |
Leland Stottlemeyer
02:34
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And it'ss the price to pay
Somewhere a girl cry in silence, her stolen life.
The choices rushed toward her
Love becomes hate
Forced to face at 'the' sentence feeling.
You will be reborn
Your pain will makes you strong.
You will learn to love again and see in front of you
A long way out, a long way out
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6. |
Ian Malcolm
01:22
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Hey Listen !
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7. |
Lotney Fratelli
03:11
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We're living today
To get through our fears,
Almost every second that we’re feeling alive
Sailing on this spooky sea of life
We do not dread those times
Facing tests, standup right
But we will grow old
Step by step toward death
We're living today
To get through our fears,
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8. |
Irving Blitzer
03:23
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I've been there
I've been there
All the pain, all the sprains
remind me the getaway
I've been there
I've been there
Crawling down to a place i'd rather be
Facing fears on the path of liberty
I need à place, I need a chance to meet my friends
Celebrate all the things that will remain
Chairs are empty until we sing our last breath
Good memories, always stays in our veins
I've been there.....
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MASSAW Dijon, France
Derrière une décontraction légendaire et une flemme de façade, se cache en fait un projet qui cherche à prouver qu' être un
éternel second rôle n'est pas une si mauvaise chose. Avec un sens aiguisé de la mélodie et de solides influences, les quatre gars de Massaw balancent un mix entre Latterman et Uncommonmenfrommars.
Bio par Bad Wolf Records
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