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Rely
03:56
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He’s tired of his life, he wants to stop
Those boots covered miles, but he kicks them off
Watch him throw in the towel, 'cause he’s had enough
Of this cruel life
You believe you can save what’s already dead
Breathe love into lungs and a troubled head
Let him in through your legs, let him fill your bed
With some cruel love
Oh how I rely on you
Oh you rely on me
Oh if I depend on you
Oh you can depend on me
You’re drowning in hope, you blame yourself
Afraid that you’ll lose him to someone else
Put the blame on your brains where you got no sense
It’s just cruel love
He could show you the world, all it’s hidden truths
You pretend to consume, nothing's understood
Seek a chance in his arms but it’s just no good
In this cruel life
Oh how I rely on you
Oh you rely on me
Oh if I depend on you
Oh you can depend on me
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Happy On My Own
04:01
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See a guy on the street and my heart is going ooh
I’m liking what I see
He looks my way, wicked smile and my body’s going ooh
He’s got me on my knees
That boy is mine, I saw him first
Calling time on waiting around I’m saying
Forget possessions, there’s one thing that I need
I need that man to spend some time with me
Gave him my number to call when he’s in town but
He never called me and now I’m feeling down
But his rejection doesn't hurt me, hurt me
I’m telling the truth
'Cause if he called he woulda noticed, noticed
Don’t need nobody, I’m perfectly happy on my own
J’adore ton style, tu viens d’ou? Est-ce que ça roule baby ooh
Ne pars pas s’il te plait
Je captes rien, continue, car ton accent me fais ooh
Je kiffe bien les français
The French boys are wild I'm telling you, they drive me crazy
Spin me around, I'm saying
Forget possessions, there’s one thing that I need
I want those boys to have some fun with me
Gave them my number to call when they’re in town but
They never called me and now I’m feeling down
But their rejection doesn't hurt me hurt me
I’m telling the truth
Cos if they called they woulda noticed
Don’t need no loving I’m perfectly happy on my own
Nothing better than going home alone
Not gonna waste my life standing by the phone
Forget possessions there’s nothing that I need
Don’t need nobody to have some fun with me
Gave out my number in hoping for a call but
I changed my mind and i hope you don’t call at all
Cos you’re rejection doesn’t hurt me hurt me
I’m telling the truth
And if you call you’re gonna notice
Don’t need nobody I’m perfectly happy on my own
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Bad News Anxiety
04:01
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Yo I’m mad tired of bad news every day
Deadly headlines make it go away
Interrupt this broadcast to show the mess you’ve made
And it’s only getting worse
Lately human kind ain’t that clever to me
By going extinct out of stupidity
He got weapons where his brain supposed to be
But it’s only getting worse
I guess I’m losing faith in our humanity
There’s nothing left to believe in our society
See waters rise but they deny the gravity
I’m fallen victim to BAD NEWS ANXIETY
One words enough to get done in
For your cash, your religion or just your melanin
Don’t you wonder what's this hell we’re living in
'Cause it’s only getting worse
Are they bad guys good guys, no they’re all the same,
Cos the humans the worst animal to date
Or is that too hard for your ego to take,
Boy we’re only getting worse
So, kids, whats left for me to say,
The systems screwed for us voters anyway,
Fixed for the rich most corrupted ones to stay
And it’s only getting worse
It's only getting worse
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Postcards
04:48
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‘I’m sorry’, you say repeatedly, like that could change a thing
But really you must know there’s no forgiving you 4 that
And maybe, one day, if our ways meet; it might just draw a smile
But really, can’t you see; no reason good enough 4 that
You know I tried to make sense of it all, now i’m getting older
But I’m still wounded by it all, and yeah I guess you are too
But I won’t let you, I won't let you kick me when I’m down
Even though I, believe I’m the root of all the jokes in this town
I won’t stick your postcards to the wall like I used to
Even though your handwriting looks the same
No wonder no one here writes letters these days
‘Cause words don’t mean nothing anymore
I wonder how long you’ll think of me as that one and only friend,
I see you moving on, I doubt I’ll ever love again
Not one creature since got close to me, inside I’m only stone
And I can’t shed the fear, it just spills out when I’m alone
You see I tried to let go of it all, now I’m getting older,
But I’m still reeling from it all and yeah I suppose you are too
But I won’t let you, I won't let you kick me when I’m down
Try as I might, still believe I’m the butt of all the jokes in this town
I won’t stick your letters to the wall, like I used to do
Even though your handwritings still the same
No wonder no one here writes letters these days
‘Cause words don’t mean nothin anymore
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5. |
Closing Time
03:57
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Counting 1,2 3 and then I'm out the door baby,
Give you one last chance to give me a compliment,
Can you make me feel good again
But the rain falls louder harder than you will ever do
It’s only when you need it that you call
Never really loved myself at all
4 am in Strasbourg St Denis,
And I’m crawling back home past closing time
How the arch looks down on me
And these streets’ll be only friends of mine,
That’ll be the last time you see me
Learning not to feel when I am lending my body
Give you one more hour to do want you want to me,
Now I know how to disappear
When the lights out this is my cue to run from you
They only ever love me for one night
Getting good at turning off my mind
4 am in Strasbourg St Denis,
I’m crawling back home past closing time
How the arch looks down on me
And these streets’ll be only friends of mine, only friends of mine
That’ll be the last time you see me
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Why is he still here?
Why’s he still hanging round?
He’s up and down the mezzanine
I sicken with his every sound
Can’t help but push him away
I let him do it yesterday
Never said he could stay here
You kiss me and I give nothing
Nothing left to give
You touch me and I feel nothing
Felt nothing since that night
And I’m sorry cos you seem alright
Maybe we coulda had a sweet time
But I just don’t believe in love anymore
The cat and I pretend to sleep
We’re hoping that he might leave
But he’s drinking all my coffee
Then climbing back in bed with me
You kiss me and I give nothing
Nothing left to give
You touch me and I feel nothing
Felt nothing since that night
And I’m sorry cos you seem alright
Maybe we coulda had a sweet time
But I just don’t believe in love anymore
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7. |
One Of Their Kind
03:42
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Take two seats in the metro
I need all that space for my ego
Explaining things that you already know
Even when you’re always right
Can’t shut me up without a fight
Throw my number out all the time - but I never call back
Get a thrill when they form a line - then wait forever
Give the impression I’m interested - when I don’t care
I’m afraid the tides have turned
I’m just doing those things I learned from you
Baby baby baby
Tell me how does it feel right now?
Are you feeling kinda shaky
Now you’re not the one who’s buying the rounds?
Done to me, what have they done to me
Turned me into one of their kind
Now I got nothing much on my mind
Never place my bets on the one guy, not even two
Licking all the pies at the same time - they all love to do that
I could even spit on the sidewalks - if i want to
I’m afraid the jokes on you, I did what you always do to me
Baby baby baby
Tell me how does it feel right now?
Are you feeling kinda shaky
Now you’re not the one who’s buying the rounds?
Done to me, what have they done to me
Turned me into one of their kind
Now I got nothing much on my mind
Do you feel threatened by woman doing the same things that you do
Do you get angry when women do your thing better than you
I can do anything you can do better if I wanted to
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Il est deux heures du matin
Je rentre à pied chez moi
Metro Père Lachaise, à côté du cimetière
Je pense à tous mes amours
Je rêve de Florence en été
L’été deux mille trois
La saison de jeunesse
J’ai envie d’aller en arrière
Comment j’ai mal à la tête,
Pourquoi j’ai bu autant de choses,
Dis moi, pourquoi
Je me tue, tout doucement
Pendant la lune s’amuse et les étoiles me regardent?
Les esprits de Chopin, de Piaf et de Balzac
S’unissent sous la pied, en me disant de les attraper, si je peux
Oui je peux, mais j’ai pas envie, pas ce soir
When I feel like it’s my time to go
Don’t you worry I’ll be letting you know
Ever feel like you’re just floating for days
In no particular time or place
Been dreaming these same dreams for years
At the Père Lachaise cemetery
I’ve been writing these songs that nobody hears
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9. |
Don't Smoke In Bed
02:53
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I left a note on his dresser
And my own wedding ring
With these few goodbye words
How can I sing
Goodbye old sleepyhead
I'm packing you in like I said
Take care of everything
I'm leaving my wedding ring
Don't look for me
I'll get ahead
Remember darling
Don't smoke in bed
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Mother nature I’ve been gone for a while
You wait up, patiently, you were beautiful as you are
I spread my wings like Icarus
But higher and with more hope and more naive
Blue on blue, sun on skin, and I just shimmer shimmer for a while,
I know I never felt that light before
Flew over to my dark side
Through heaven and hell and the in-between
I have seen many things, but nothing compares to you
And I’m sorry I ever doubted it
Mother nature I’m coming back into your arms
I surrender, to your light, and you are beautiful just as you are
Way up in your skies, feels like paradise
But higher and with more heart and way more free
From up here I can see you’ve been looking looking out for me
And I won’t ever leave you anymore
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