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City of Nomads
06:18
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Fall in, young hopefuls,
We make dreams here.
Starry-eyed, big pupils,
You will do well here.
Run around in circles,
Give us all a twirl.
Breathe in smoke, blow bubbles,
Difficult, I'm sure.
Of course this place will make you, but it will grind you down,
Your people will forsake you and you'll have none around.
For the City of Nomads has no friends and only the strong survive,
So pack your things and leave this place, 'cause you're better off out alive.
You're better off out alive.
You're better off out alive.
You're better off out alive.
You're better off out alive.
Sit right here and play this old man's game,
Climb the ladder and you'll see:
Snakes take up every fifteenth square
And riches only lead to misery.
Yeah, he might levitate you, or he could pull you down,
So careful who you speak to, on this side of town.
'cause the City of Nomads has no friends and you'll need some of those around,
So tear the walls down stone by stone and build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
Build up from the ground.
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2. |
Rabbit Holes
04:26
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Not to fall down rabbit holes,
Not to fight off tentacles,
I decide when I will stay,
I just want to run away.
You are ten fathoms tall,
Head in the clouds; no place at all,
I will get away,
Don't want to be in the rat race.
I will give myself to you,
Thousand pearls and diamonds, too,
Antique glass cracked in the pane,
Just put through by The Winds of Change.
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3. |
Echo
04:01
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Careful with scissors dear,
You've such lovely curls in your hair
Undo the bows and pin,
Clear of all those nasty sins,
And so, and so, and so,
Until, until, until,
Echoes, echo, echo
You give, you give, you give.
And turn to the wall as you run,
Hurting yourself is so much fun.
Careful with cheaters dear,
They don't like to play fair.
And so, and so, and so,
Until, until, until,
Echoes, echo, echo
Forgive, forgive, forgive,
And so,
Until,
Echo,
Forgive.
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4. |
Fair Trade
04:50
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Roll me over in the back of the van
In the back of a bath
Take my kidney for cash
Don't worry yourself
You need this man
You need the cash
You need the cash
Now take a deep breath
Put the knife in my back
"I love you, man
We're brothers man
I hope that you will understand
I need this man
I need the cash"
"You know this world gets you down
I've got a serious problem now
I've gotta get out of this town
I've gotta get out
I've gotta get out"
"Just look at me, I'm crying man
I've got your blood on my hands
I don't know what I'm doing now
I need this man!
I've got to get out!"
*
Yeah, you'll escape this town
You will get out
You'll be a Star
And I'll keep this scar
I'll keep this scar
I'll keep this
*
Start again, I wake up cold
I cannot move
I've no control
I don't know what
I don't know how
I do not where I am now
I think we met up for a drink
I think I need some time to think
I think it was
I think it was
I think I saw
I think I saw
I do not know if I recall
Meeting up with you at all
Or if I was the final straw
That broke it all
That final straw
I don't blame
I just don't understand
Help me out
Help me
*
Escape this town
You will get out
You'll be a Star
And I'll keep this scar
I'll keep this scar
I'll keep this...
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Headlights glare in the blur of the night and the car skids off the side of the road,
Heart stops beating and your lungs collapse and you find yourself wishing you'd driven on your own,
Sirens call your name,
Faces froze in place.
Hard on the pedal, you can split sincere in two,
Head full of hollow, you should suppress the real you,
All forlorn, painted rouge,
Skew and torn: clever move.
Hotter than ever,
Can't stand the weather,
Through it all,
Burn it down,
Hotter than ever,
Can't stand the weather,
Ruined it all,
Burned it down.
Hard on the pedal, you can split sincere in two,
Head full of hollow, you should suppress the real you,
All forlorn, faded blue,
Skew and torn: clever you.
Farewell.
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6. |
To The Sea
05:56
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Don't look down, you don't wanna see,
There's some scary sounds outside,
Monsters walk these streets at night,
They need food, just like you.
Fall for a thousand years,
Just wipe the sleep from your eyes.
And you'd settle for anything,
You little regrettable thing.
Horses pull back to the sea,
White waves want them home,
You belong on the ocean floor,
That bed's where you'll sleep.
Fall for a thousand years,
Just wipe the sleep from our eyes.
And you'd settle for anyone,
You little regrettable...
To the sea,
To the sea,
To the sea.
To the sea,
To the sea,
To the sea.
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in violet London, UK
Born out of a London basement in 2010, in violet marries the experimental with the familiar. Morphing across disassosciative
landscapes, prisms and diffractions, the concept is one of momentum and exploration.
With a carousel of contributors & co-writers across all releases, currently performing as a five-piece, in violet continues to push the envelope of just how far one wild idea can go
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