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ALONG THE RED BRICK WALLS
Along the walls, along the red brick walls
I'm walking back home from town
Along two prisons and a police station
They're part of the landscape just like me
Under a dull light
I'm walking home
I'm slowly walking home
And every garbage on the street
Is making fun of what I'm thinking
Along the red brick walls
Under the lights, under the pale streetlights
I'm walking back home from the bar
I live between two prisons and a police station
They're part of the landscape just like me
Under a dull light
I'm walking home
I'm slowly walking home
And every garbage on the street
Is making fun of what I'm thinking
Along the red brick walls
All is pale
Pale, pale, pale as those ales
I drink too fast some nights
All is pale, pale, pale as those ales
Along the red brick walls
All is pale
Pale, pale, pale as those ales
I drink too much some nights
All is pale, pale, pale as those ales
Along the red brick walls
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Heroes On Empty Streets
03:01
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HEROES ON EMPTY STREETS
We can break our masks
Tonight we've got no past
Life is starting now
On those empty streets
We don't need no make up
Our steps won't be stopped
We are born tonight
On those empty streets
Let's be heroes on empty streets
Let's be heroes on empty streets
Let's be anything
When the night is young
And the rest is behind us
Forget your daily role
We're writing our true stories
We own our whole lives
On those empty streets
Cameras off
Directors are gone
Freedom's starting here
On those empty streets
Let's be heroes on empty streets
Let's be heroes on empty streets
Let's be anything
When the night is young
And the rest is behind us
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Someday Somehow
03:36
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SOMEDAY SOMEHOW
Take a look at where I'm sitting
Take a look at where you're talking to me now
Take a look take a good look at where we kiss every day
There will be an empty space
Take a look at what we've been through
Take a look at our love babe, it's still true
Take a look take a good look on those happy days we had
There will be many others babe
Someday, Somehow
Rain will fall and there will be no trace
Someday, Somehow
No more footprints on the trails we walk
Someday, Somehow
We're gonna leave here someday
We're gonne leave here somehow
Someday, Somehow
Take a look at all our dreams
Listen to the breeze that blow us out of here
Take a look take a good look at where we dance on friday nights
There will be an empty space
Someday, Somehow
Rain will fall and there will be no trace
Someday, Somehow
No more footprints on the trails we walk
Someday, Somehow
We're gonna leave here someday
We're gonne leave here somehow
Someday, Somehow
Take look at me, take a look at you
There'll be an empty space
Take a look at me, take a look at you
We're gonna leave here someday
Take a look at me, Take look at you
We're gonna leave here somehow
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Joyful Thrill
02:00
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JOYFUL THRILL
Broken glass on the streets of the city
Clever words on the walls of the city
Thick smoke in the air
and dreams in the sky
Giving me a joyful thrill
Broken glass on the streets of the city
Tears for shop windows
Broken on the ground
Moans for painted words around
Bitterish complaints running all over town
Those grinding teeth will never cover the sound
Broken glass on the streets of the city
Clever words on the walls of the city
Thick smoke in the air
and dreams in the sky
Giving me a joyful thrill
Broken glass on the streets of the city
Will it end this evening ?
Will it last a week ?
Will it change something at all ?
What I know is today some have answered the call
And some grinding teeth will never stop the fall
Broken glass on the streets of the city
Clever words on the walls of the city
Thick smoke in the air
and dreams in the sky
Giving me a joyful thrill
Broken glass on the streets of the city
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Outsiders
03:37
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OUTSIDERS
This is a tribute
To all the street dogs in the place
With mud and sweat all over the face
This is a tribute song
To all the full backs on the pitch
Who run so much that they make a ditch
Under their feet
Never in the light, their passion shining bright
You can count on the outsiders to be true
Never in the light, but always in the fight
You can count on the outsiders to stand by you
This is a tribute
To all of those hidden in the shade
Who are still there when the lights fade
This is a tribute song
To all the second strings in here
They give it all so they've got no fear
To lose anything
Never in the light, their passion shining bright
You can count on the outsiders to be true
Never in the light, but always in the fight so you can count
On the outsiders to stand by you
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Wake Me Up
03:22
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WAKE ME UP
I can't help it, it's sure
The state of grace is gone
This cold feeling won't leave
All the best has been done
I am tiring myself
Just running away
My eyelids are heavy
I can't see the way
Am I old, Am I young ?
Am I weak, Am I at last strong ?
Is there something left ?
Wake me up, wake me up
On that overcast day
Clocks are burning away
Through my decrepit curtains
I see shadows creeping
I must be one of them
awake but always sleeping
I can't help it, it's sure
The state of grace is gone
This cold feeling won't leave
All the best has been done
Am I old, Am I young ?
Am I weak, Am I at last strong ?
Is there something left ?
Wake me up, wake me up
On that overcast day
Clocks are burning away
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We Love Our Scars
03:07
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WE LOVE OUR SCARS
We love our, we love our scars
We love our everlasting scars
Feelings come faster than words
To our stammering mouths
Spitting our hearts on the ground
Every time we're out
The path is never straight
Under our stumbeling feet
What's in front is a mistery
But past never cheats
We love our, we love our scars
We love our everlasting scars
Some victories have a bitter taste
But in defeat we'll never lose face
Because we, we love our scars
Looking down at where we're bruised
We win when we know why we lose
Looking down on a hurting trace
We win when we know what we chase
The path is never straight
Under our stumbeling feet
What's in front is a mistery
But past never cheats
We love our, we love our scars
We love our everlasting scars
Some victories have a bitter taste
But in defeat we'll never lose face
Because we, we love our scars
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Faithless Gospels
03:21
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FAITHLESS GOSPELS
How
How could I break
The spell, the deafening spell
How
Can I escape
From those words
Those faithless gospels
From every radio
On every screen
Dubious beliefs Unjugded thieves
I sometimes wish
That I was deaf
I often wish They found their death
What is gonna stop those
Those Faithless gospels
Coming to my ears
Break the spells
Break the bars of the cells
Those faithless gospels
Soaking into
Into my ears
A life is worth nothing
But profit is god and borders are sacred
Where
Can I escape
From those words
Those faithless gospels
What is gonna stop those
Those faithless gospels
Coming to my ears
Break the spells
Break the bars of the cells
Those faithless gospels
Soaking into
Into my ears
Tell me we all are not bewitched by those faithless gospels
What is gonna stop those
Those faithless gospels
Coming my ears
Break the spells
Break the bars of the cells
Those faithless gospels
Soaking into
Into my ears
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9. |
House Of Mirrors
03:25
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HOUSE OF MIRRORS
Talking to themselves all night
Talking to themselves all day
Talking to their faces in the mirrors every day
Looking at themselves at night
Staring at themselves all day
Looking to their ghosts who are listening to what they say
Talking to their ghosts who are listening when they pray
In the middle their own reflections they've lost their way
Round and round in their house of mirrors
They turn and the funfair is over
Round and round in their poor lives of terrors
They're stuck and the funfair's gone
They are talking to themselves all night
Talking to themselves all day
Talking to their faces in the mirrors every day
Looking at themselves at night
Staring at themselves all day
Looking to their ghosts who are listening to what they say
Talking to their ghosts who are listening when they pray
In the middle of their own reflections they've lost their way
Round and round in their house of mirrors
They turn and the funfair is over
Round and round in their poor lives of terrors
They're stuck and the funfair's gone
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Own Goals
03:21
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OWN GOALS
You are scoring own goals
That's what the wise ones think
You can't escape this bad role
The deafening whistles are for you
Falling from the grandstand
You should walk with your head down
That's what the headlines mean
You're the shame of your home town
Accusatory looks on you
Falling from the grandstand
Own goals, own goals,
Own goals and bullets in your feet
But who's holding the gun
Own goals, own goals,
Own goals and bullets in your feet
But where came the shot from ?
Where came the shot from
You've betrayed your own side
That's what the grandstand whispers
The winner's suit was too wide
The deafening whistles are for you
Falling from the grandstand
Own goals, own goals,
Own goals and bullets in your feet
But who's holding the gun
Own goals, own goals,
Own goals and bullets in your feet
But where came the shot from ?
Where came the shot from ?
Accusatory looks on you
Falling from the grandstand
The deafening whistles are for you
Falling from the grandstand
Own goals can make us win
In the no-nation team
Own goals can make us feel as one
"You will never walk alone"
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Limits
02:06
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LIMITS
I don't want to chose
To chose is to lose
I want to live all at once
I don't want to chose
Be wise and abuse
To controle and leave things to chance
Cold and burning
I want to feel everything
Still and moving
I want to be everything
I want to build
And destroy it all
I want to climb and then fall
I don't want to chose
To chose is to lose
I want to live all at once
Cold and burning
I want to feel everything
Still and moving
I want to be everything
My Limits I fight
My Limits I am
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12. |
Night Wagon Blues
03:32
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NIGHT WAGON BLUES
Eyes widely shut
I'm in the night train
Echos of voices buzzing all around
I guess I'm not alone
Don't know where we started
Don't know when we left
But I'm sitting here at the back of the train
Eyes widely shut
I'm on the night train
And mile after mile, hill after hill,
Hour by hour the buzz keeps growing
So much that I open my eyes
But there's no one here
I had friends, I had lover, I had ennemies too
Sitting next to me in that dirty wagon
But there's nobody now
Not even their shadows
Only voices and wind in that empty train
And mile after mile, hill after hill,
Hour by hour the buzz keeps growing
So much that I open my eyes
But there's no one here
I hear voices around
So I open my eyes
But there's no one here
There's no one here anymore
I hear voices around
So I open my eyes
But there's no one here
The train is empty
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The Decline ! Rennes, France
The Decline ! was born in 2009 in Rennes (Britanny, France), Their first EP, « An old indian cemetery », released in the middle of 2010, shows what it is all about : genuine punk-rock music with a folk and country flavour. Their first full length "Broken hymns for beating hearts" is a mix between punk rock and acoustic folk tunes. ... more
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