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The Hour Of The Wolf
01:32
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2. |
Johnny Passed Out
03:20
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From the beginning he had tried
To find it out, to make it right
Full speed on the small pace to her heart
The one last picture of that day
She tore his heart, he passed away
The picture shows she walks away
Right at the end she didnt fight
She didnt know, she didnt like
The way they both could be alright
Johnny passed out!
...on his way
Their relation turned into a desert
And they both had prayed for rain
To see their god has turned away
The one last picture of that day
She tore his heart, he passed away
The picture shows she walks away
Right at the end she didnt fight
She didnt know, she didnt like
The way they both could be alright
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3. |
One Last Delivery
02:26
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This room is filled with
Fake laughter and beaten jokes
Under the cloak of abandoned hope
Early morning duty calls
Laughter gives way to routine
And hope abandons me
One last delivery
Don’t despair, what we’ll have will be real
Our idea of freedom and identity
And if you’re feeling poor, I’ll bring poetry
I’m the mailman of human liberty
The toothless is spitting in my face
Yelling and laughing loud
Although there’s nothing to laugh about
The smell of cigarettes and beer
Blurs the failure and futility
Existence thrown on the scrap heap
One last delivery
Don’t despair, what we’ll have will be real
Our idea of freedom and identity
And if you’re feeling poor, I’ll bring poetry
I’m the mailman of human liberty
A postcard marks the start
Explosion of young hearts
Lights from the past flicker on
See the writing on the wall
Don’t despair, what we’ll have will be real
Our idea of freedom and identity
And if you’re feeling poor, I’ll bring poetry
I’m the mailman of human liberty
I’m the mailman of humanity
I’m the mailman to society
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4. |
Leaving Traces
03:29
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Too many thoughts around my head
I can’t control what I think
So much trouble that has happened
I can’t control what I made
You won’t sit on that bench anymore
And I’ll never be able to do so
We are leaving traces in our lives
And all the beloved faces that we try to hide
I’ll better go psycho in my head
I’ll better get mad at the end!
You once told me that you’d loved me
Then you said that you would like to beat me up
You mentioned that we were so special then
But you ruined it saying it wasn’t real in the end
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5. |
Down Deep & Falling
03:41
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I’m getting stuck, I’m outta luck
You drove a nail through my well-armoured heart
You walked away, I had to stay
Right at the point where I’m falling apart
This is my personal hell
Right at the end of my days
This is my endless Waterloo
And now please tell me what i gotta do
I hope you do!
And now I know what made Otis blue
I’d like to know who is me, where are you?
I’ll have to pay, a price too high
Unless I saved-up all my credits for you
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6. |
Howling At Walls
03:39
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Don’t know if we
Where meant to take this way
Never thought
Of being somewhere else
Trying to grow wild
In a city that seems so dead
Long shadows on concrete
But this is not our fate
And we’ll stay
Hungry and free
As long as we sing
We strayed from the path
And found these songs
We know them by heart
For the want of a home
Strumming a few chords
On a guitar out of tune
Can be enough
To save your heart from the storm
Keep on keeping on
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7. |
Wasting Alone
02:12
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The road is long, the sun is down,
The pedal to the ground
The stereo plays some Rock’n’Roll
The bottle’s emptied out
And I know which way you go
You’re wasting alone, you could’ve known
And I know what you’ve been told
You’re wasting alone, no one should’ve known
Your destination moves away
How come you do not know?
She left you with a bleeding heart
Your ride is all you got
And I know which way you go
You’re wasting alone, you could’ve known
And I know what you’ve been told
You’re wasting alone, no one should’ve known
Wasting Alone…
The view of the ocean makes you feel at home
Your movie’s at the end, now it makes sense, to feel alone
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8. |
Muñeca De Carne
02:33
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I wanna win this fight tonight
I wanna punch your face to make it right
It's time to break the rules
It's time to make a change
It's hard to be your fool
I'm gonna make us feel alright
I'm gonna make you hang
Just like a puppet on a string
I'm gonna save this day
I'm gonna make you pay
If I had known before the day
I would have bend the rules okay
You would have been the fool to me
And now I'm moving to be free
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9. |
Lost Along The Way
02:48
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My time is slipping away
I should’ve begged for your stay
Now that you’re gone again,
It seems like I’m missing a friend
Now I… seem to have fallen in love
…over and over…
As I look back to those days
I can remember that beautiful smile on your face
But now that you’re gone again,
It seems that we both are missing a friend
Now I… seem to have fallen in love
…over and over…
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10. |
Punx Are Dead
03:06
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Do you remember when
We swore that we'd never fade
Nobody said
A word but we all felt the same
We never wasted a thought
That this world could drag us down
But the more you struggle, the deeper you drown
Dead at sixteen in a small town
Do you remember when
We were parting our ways
Nobody said
A word cause there was nothing left to say
We never wasted a thought
That all we had was moribund
All our commitments are our testaments now
Dead at sixteen in a small town
I know we we're down but not out
But what else could we have done?
I know that we knew nothing and were failure bound
But I'd rather be a walking dead than live a live that seems so wrong
And I'd rather die a hundred times than perish slowly like the other ones
Confessions of a ghost
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11. |
Numbers
03:12
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First off, I gotta have my say
That I have found another way
Second best, I can still pay my rent
So I can concentrate on…
Fuck You, and your perfect days
Shut up, you can make my day
Find out, what we gotta say
Try hard, you will have got to pay
Third try, I won’t be second best
To save what has been left of them
Point four and the very last
You’ll get beaten with a blast
Fuck you, this won’t be a test
No more, we’re better than the rest
Impressed by what we gotta say
You’re done on this judgment day
It’s so sad to say – so sad to say
We’re walking away – walking away
Feeling the same way
So sad to say!
Five fingers closed into a fist
I found out what I never missed
Six strings make out fine today
They help to follow up the way
Fuck you, this won’t be a test
No more, we’re better than the rest
Impressed by what we gotta say
You’re done on this judgment day
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12. |
Kiss The Bottle
04:00
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