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King Kong Vs. Godzilla
04:03
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You guard the city at night; you’re the light in these dark times
You fight for us make things better
It’s almost seven years since we met
I know you protect my dreams
And I know that you’re watching over me
Beware lurking shadows, as quiet as it might be,
Villains won’t sleep ‘til they catch you off guard
Beware lurking eyes, the depth of the night and its poisoned lies
This town needs your strength
Let me say that you’re the bravest, you’re the greatest
You’re my heroine, you’re always here
How can I pay you back for everything you’ve done?
My heroine, you know you mean everything to me
Though sometimes it’s hard to find the strength, keep going
For us, keep going
Beware lurking shadows, the depth of time and its filthy allies
This town needs you
You’re everything I want; you’re everything I need, all I need
You’re everything I long; your hand in mine was all I could think of
You’re my heroine, you’re always here
How can I pay you back for everything you’ve done?
My heroine, you know you mean everything to me
You have to keep fighting evil; you still have to fight me
You still have to fight this part of me, fight me
You’re my heroine, you’re always here
How can I pay you back for everything you’ve done?
My heroine, you know you mean everything to me
Your hand in mine meant the world to me
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Madrid Is No Manhattan
03:48
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The same old song
How come we always end up dreaming of a way to change it all?
You say we’re doomed if we stay here for good
But I’m too scared to see
The past is gone and I still hold on to my mistakes and to what could have been
I’m trapped in my own carrousel
And these time paradoxes paint my life in black and grey
I could use a change
Stop! Every time you fill my head with hopes they turn into thin air
I’d like for once to give it my best shot, to say ‘at least we tried’
The past is gone and I still hold on to my mistakes and to what could have been
I’m trapped in my own carrousel
And these time paradoxes paint my life in black and grey
I could use a change
Why am I standing here? I’m faking smiles and I just want to go home.
I don’t want to stay
Why am I standing here? I don’t feel like dancing to this bad song.
I’m tired of wasting time.
Why am I standing here? I don’t feel like dancing to this song.
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I just keep wondering if you cared, I keep wondering why you did what you did.
How does it feel to be the king? The king of everything that’s hollow. You stole our dream and you called yourself a friend.
Stay the hell away! You’re not the same, you’re nothing but a stranger
Well, there’s nothing to do or say, you took your own path on that day
May vultures be your brand new best friends
I never thought it would end this way
You’ll get what you deserve
I just keep wondering if you cared, I keep wondering why you did what you did.
How does it feel to be the king? The king of everything that’s hollow. You sold our dream and you called yourself a friend.
You stabbed me in the back! How can you sleep? Since then your words are worthless.
You’re dead to me. You’re so cheap, in time you’ll get what you deserve.
I just keep wondering if you cared, I keep wondering why you did what you did.
How does it feel to be the king? The king of everything that’s hollow. You sold our dream and you called yourself a friend.
‘‘We grew up together, we were like sisters. I remember we did everything together, she told me her secrets and I told her mine. I was always there for her when she needed me, not one time did I turn my back on her. One day we had this stupid argument, we didn’t talk for a while, she betrayed me in the worst possible way. Since then, she’s nothing but a stranger to me’’
How could you sell my trust like that? You know what you did was low
How could you betray my trust like that?
You know what you did was wrong, you know what you did that is beyond repair. I forgive but not forget.
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It hides behind my conscience but it’s always there
I know that every single heartbeat is a reminder that time will pass, I will get cold…
Cold enough to quit.
Everything’s moving so fast
I know what happens next, the beast in the jungle lies awake
All the right moves have been made
I’ve given my heart away to get there
Light shines upon me but I cannot feel a thing
I just don’t get it or maybe I’m blind to your colours
or deaf to the words you say, that you say.
Find a way to deal with all the blows you can’t escape
I know that every heartbeat is a blessing
Pray for me, just pray for me, I might get there some day
Light shines upon me but I cannot feel a thing
I just don’t get it or maybe I’m blind to your colors
I’m deaf to the words you say. I just get its beauty.
Light shines upon me but I cannot feel a thing
I just don’t get it or maybe I’m blind to your colors
I’m deaf to the words you say. I just get its beauty.
Covering my bed with dreams
Hurting. My body aches!
Covering my bed with dreams.
Redemption awaits…
Light shines upon me but I cannot feel a thing
I just don’t get it or maybe I’m blind to your colors
I’m deaf to the words you say. I just get its beauty.
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How many days will I have to sail this ship for me to be twenty thousand leagues away from here?
Did you hear I threw my smiles? The miles between us have swallowed them alive
Take your time, I’ll take mine
If you’re a clock then I’m its time
This ain’t goodbye, this ain’t goodbye
Splatter ink in the white
If you’re a letter I’m its lines
I told you once: We’re fragments
How many more days will I stand? If I lie awake at nights sleepless writing these rhymes?
My logbook: some scrawly lines
I heard you hid your laughter, you’re after something I can never send from here
Take your time, I’ll take mine
If you’re a clock then I’m its time
Every minute you’re through, every second I’ll be there too
Closer to you…
Take your time, I’ll take mine
If you’re a clock then I’m its time
This ain’t goodbye, this ain’t goodbye
Splatter ink in the white
If you’re a letter I’m its lines
I told you once: We’re fragments
Every man’s brave hands on deck!
We’re facing death!
This ship’s heading into a perfect storm. We face death.
Every man’s brave hands on deck!
We’re facing death!
This ship’s hull is being battered and battered to death!
But I know now there’s no storm that we can’t take, we’re like rock cliffs
And I know now we’ll always be the same,
You know you saved me…
The worst thing to take is that distance will scratch our skin
If you feel the current is stronger than you, try to swim…
Take your time, I’ll take mine
If you’re a clock then I’m its time
This ain’t goodbye, this ain’t goodbye
Splatter ink in the white
If you’re a letter I’m its lines
I told you once: We’re fragments
We’re fragments, we’re no more than missing pieces
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6. |
To The Wolves
03:35
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I hear the wolves, they starve and scratch at my door
They feed on my scars, it’s never enough for them
What do you want from me? Do you want me to rattle these chains and to moan like a ghost?
If I slit my wrists will genetics go along with the blood?
This sadness spreads like a cancer with every single heartbeat
We’re all drama queens, we’re sundance movies, we’re the sad face you make with cellphones
We’re heart sick fools
We collect bad memories we won’t let go, no…
Let’s throw the guilt and shame where wolves can’t reach them, so they may starve to death…
But you’re not that heartless are you?
We’re all drama queens, we’re sundance movies, we’re the sad face you make with cellphones
We’re heart sick fools
We collect bad memories we won’t let go, no, we’re delusional about the past, we’re architects of lies
(We’re drama queens, we’re oceans of tears
We’re all drama queens, we’re desperate for grief)
I hear the wolves, they howl and scratch at my door
They feed on my scars. No dinner tonight.
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