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Howlin'
08:40
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Gone
When all is precious, when all you feel inside is in a shrine
Sweet
Baby don’t now, there’s nothing left for us, lid and grey
Done
And we’re moving on, fingers crawling for a sum
Free
Gauge for age, some might say that we’re meant apart
Howlin’ me your satellite
Howlin’ me your set of lights
Howlin’ me ‘till we’re gone, along with ashes
Back from where it all began
The wind is coming/going
Lone
My love is here now, all you feel inside is just your mind
Free,
Lawless me, know my boundaries’ fee
Crying out for lashes, all you’re saying’s pouring down the surface
Howlin’ me your small time cigarette burns
Howlin’ me
Allen him
Allen him
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2. |
The Dire
04:38
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And we’re not having this conversation
Some shed skin
Is stalking me
True love aside
No friend tonight
The dire he made contacts yesterday
He’s preaching life and lust in all the songs we always play
The dire he is lonely as always
His mind secludes him in his sanity’s cracking
Whorehouses
Silhouettes
Brothels
Needing his friends it’s turning him in
Beware the light (not this one)
Crawl under fright
A swollen lie
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3. |
Move
05:05
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Dwelling in the lonely road
Because I like it
And it will be a long time
Longing by my side
This lonely road
Longing by
Longing for my side
Loving all your lies
Nice piece of advice
Advice: well you might as well move on
Rocking hard this load
Because I feel like
And it’s gonna be a long time
Unbounded by shame
Raise my flame
Shut and blame
Love my brain
Say my name, soul
Home
So I sing
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4. |
No 11
04:22
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Something’s missing
It’s mistaken
Can’t be missing
And how you feel inside
There is no reason, just hide
Glowing in the limousine
Home
Cold light blind sight
And how it’s thinking glowing out tonight
There’s no cold light just silly choruses, and no blind sight in melodies like
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5. |
Always Shining
06:15
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The light is fine
Just change your mind
And let the blind lead the blind
The hords of time so divine
Well not divine, more like blind
Well nein is nein, it’s just a line
It is a rhyme, just for fine
‘Cause fun is fine, nun is nine?
A crack of tine, beer coke and shine
Roger this
All night long
Walking that lakeside, he’s so frustrated
Crack the code, know that he’s all in hiding
Bold and out
Over and out
Barefooted in sand enola gayin’
Cast out by the forces always shining
AH he’s walking on air
AH
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Get a grip man, noosphere is noone’s land
And you’re not that powerful at all dead
Loving all along, tripping on fading horns
When the feeling’s like colours empty
Crying for blow, snapping on power Fords
When the feeling’s like NY city misty
A grinding throne gathers no moss
Eyes at none, ripping all firey ground
When the feeling’s like turning feisty
Cold lawn
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7. |
My Home
05:38
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Driving ‘round and ‘round
In my topless car
Where those blinds
Can’t work them
Can’t figure them
Can’t sort’em out
Keep cutting the light
Gotta fold my clothes
Put’em to wash
Keep staring at the blinds
Certainly remember the venetian blinds
It’s all in the air
Nowhere is called my home
But you
My home
Is you
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8. |
All
04:46
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Slipping through the firecracks
The eye on your mind
Secrets well known
Mansions are overblown
Invitations for the guests
Don’t forget there’s a pass
Nevermind if it’s incest
What we want is MK test
All is not all
Horses on snow
They know what they know
Riding them on
The baroness’ lawn
All
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Blood-hatred
05:29
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Waited at the station he just waited for his time home lair awaited but he was so far in hiding
Regreting retirement at fifty five way soon and then he sat and hunted lone in bushes
Waited at the station he just waited for his time home lair awaited but there’s nothing left for him except blood sipped in through their flesh and bone
Victims’ stench he’s curious
Standing by the lake’s shore
Kill for meat could take some time
Drifting far from his eagle’s nest
Fading out away
He was just a victim as well snakes won rattled their wands played chess with him as a pawn and left him on his own
Blah blah blah blood sipped in through their flesh and bone
Victims’ reek he’s curious
Victims’ smell he’s curious
AH
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10. |
I.e.
03:36
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11. |
Landslide
07:35
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I and eye, psychosphere inlay
You and Y, it’s easier the stay so far away from home
Home
Love and lie, conflict over time
Love and lie, conflict over time and so far away from home
Come landslide, when one feels like climbing away
Necessary landslide, when one feels like climbing away, when home is nowhere
Reverse delay, blah blah blah in a tray
I from lucid eye, getting away
So far away from home
Necessary landslide, when one feels like climbing away, when home is nowhere at all
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TrYangle London, UK
Gonçalo da Silva Nova: vocals, guitars
Nuno Maio: basses
Ricardo Maio Castro: drums
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