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Duende
05:56
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Duende
I want to feel every line
I want to be every color
I can feel your eyes on me
I can be your muscle movement
My beard turns up to heaven
My head points to my shoulders
My dripping brush bedews my face in color
Undress me
I need you to put me in linnen
I need you to coat me in oil
Frame me
And sell my body to the highest bidder
So I can be locked up forever
I want to know what it's like to be your art
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Mortiferous
03:17
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Mortiferous
When life gives you rotting apples and carrots
Don’t expect any lemonade
I am tired of drinking spoiled juice
So doctor can you
Can you make me numb
Can you help me to sleep
End it
Matilda’s garden
Covered in rotten fruit
She politely begged all the gardeners for help
But they refused to do anything she asked
So it made her sad
And it made her do
Things she never wanted to do, ever
Some say the sky is the limit
But my concrete clouds will not move aside
It’s raining bricks, this is my limit
My concrete clouds will not move aside
The rain’s never ending
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Hiraeth
05:35
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Hiraeth
Time has been standing still
Since 1982
Dripping red
Flowing, falling, merging
It darkens in silence
Swelling with each heartbeat
Growing by the minute
And there's still no place
Under the sun
Where they can breathe
And there's still no place
Under the sun
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Il Est Mort
03:23
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Il Est Mort
Give me my familiar taste of poison
Sink my teeth in him, stop his breathing
Final lullaby
I think I am a daydrinker
Stick my nails in him, to stop his screaming
Final lullaby
Il Est Mort
Wasted, high on this poison
Addicted to the taste of death on my tongue
He's dead
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PORT
03:49
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PORT
Our blood is falling down
Death may be sweet but we are not
Eat me, drink me
Seven sins and counting
A sin a day keeps god away
We are deadly
We are a plague
We spread like wildfire
We multiply, no one can keep up
Not even you
Our blood is falling down
Death may be sweet but we are not
Eat me, drink me
Seven sins and counting
A sin a day keeps god away
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Selcouth
06:15
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Selcouth
Oh momma
You may already know I'm no saint
But this one takes the cake
And I never felt so good
Taking a bite off of a forbidden fruit
Momma I did a bad thing
But I would do it again
Oh, this ain't our first time at the rodeo
His lips taste like daddy's
And he smells like him too
I hope god is open minded
Cause hell is no place for me
With you is the last place I wanna be
Momma I did a bad thing
But I would do it again
Oh, forbidden fruit
When you gave me a lemon, I made lemonade
Now everything's peaches 'n' cream
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Mortala
06:32
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MORTALA
Words can't seem to find their way out
From this heart through my mouth
I haven't found a melody to serve as my remedy
Sleeping has no use
And waking up, no
Stitching without a thread
So it's ripping at the seams
Evil enters like a needle
Spreading rumours in my head
There was a fire in my lungs
It told me the good days were over
Chasing time in bitterness
Filling it with emptiness
Enter the seventh circle
Back to square one
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Porselain Netherlands
PORSELAIN is a Dutch alternative/ avant-garde band formed by 4 driven artists. With musical contrasts and lyrics mainly
about social issues and the gloomy side of life.
Inspired by music such as Jeff Buckley, Sleepytime Gorilla Museum and Corpo Mente, PORSELAIN takes it to a new direction. An unknown path.
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