Text ... Smiling & evasive. Electric guitar, male singer & rhythm.
Pack your things, get your stuffUrge yourself, the car is waitingCome along, move around It is time Drop the keys, say goodbyeWe spent to much time moping in that placeTake the highway, accelerateNever back there We’re gonna leave togetherChange the mood and the weatherNo more fear, no more angerThis is a new startThis is a new start Well my friend…Where are we going ? Maybe the north, maybe the southWhat would you like best ?
Don’t worry we’ll find a home, don’t worry we’ll find a way to live Trust me on this, just trust me on this and count our lucky star And if we failThen we’ll hideSome place to settle, some place where everything’s fine We’re gonna leave togetherChange the mood and the weatherNo more fear, no more angerThis is a new startThis is a new start
Text ... Dynamic & changing. Electric guitar, male singer, synth & rhythm.
Is it alright ? If I can’t move aheadYour speed is too highWell I can’tFollow your strideLife’s not a race I don’t want toI’m not prepared toI will loose you I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face Even at nightYou don’t want to restThe run is still hardUselessAnd I do wonderIf you will stop somedayAnd would you botherIf I no longer wait ?
One two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw upOne two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw up I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face
Text ... Tender & airy. Piano, glockenspiel, marimba, electric guitar, male ...Tender & airy. Piano, glockenspiel, marimba, electric guitar, male singer @ 0'48 & rhythm.
Do you know what it feels like ? (I)Wonder if you canLiving in this world of glass(I)Wonder if we’ll break If you knew what I fear…If you knew what is deep inside…If you knew how to ease…If you knew how to learn to be real ?
If you knew what I fear…If you knew what is deep inside me…If you knew how to ease…If you knew how to learn me to be real ?
Text ... Sustained & rhythmic. Female singer, synth & rhythm.
You do rightYou do wrongYou do rightCome on and keep me, alive, alive!
You can take the trailcan make me right
I'll take you for the rest of my lifeI'll take you for the rest of my life If you do right I’ll do rightDo right Come and shake meCome on and cuddle me
Text ... Sensual & nocturnal. Female singer, electric guitar, bass, strings & ...Sensual & nocturnal. Female singer, electric guitar, bass, strings & rhythm.
The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near The touch the feelWhen I am nearYou can't denySo don't try So touch the feelWhen I am nearSoft so sublimeOh you cannot deny The touch the feelWhen I am nearYou can't denySo don't try So touch the feelWhen I am nearSoft so sublimeYou cannot deny The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near The touch the feelWhen I am nearSo soft so sublimeOh you can't denySo don't you try
Text ... Nocturnal & sensual. Progression. Fender Rhodes, strings, male ...Nocturnal & sensual. Progression. Fender Rhodes, strings, male singer, brass @ 1'25 & rhythm.
the race is on the race is on will we ever find a way to peaceful days,now war is on All funds and credits releasedAll funds and credits releasedAll funds releasedAnd process is running so fast Arm race is onThe arm race is on
Text ... Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, male singer, electric guitar & rhythm. ...Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, male singer, electric guitar & rhythm. Piano solo @ 1'33 and electric guitar solo @ 4'06.
they call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
I saidthey call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
they call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
they call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, electric guitar & rhythm. Piano solo @ ...Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, electric guitar & rhythm. Piano solo @ 1'33 and electric guitar solo @ 4'06.
Text ... Electro pop. Chic & sensual. Synths, electric guitar, female and male ...Electro pop. Chic & sensual. Synths, electric guitar, female and male singers & rhythm.
It’s like a dream an illusionA wonderfull story you can’t remindYou’re the kind who don’t believe in the futureI am the one who’s stuck in the past It’s a different view from a different pointFeelings you won’t let InsideI am here for you but you’re not ready for TwoStanding behind waiting a sign Chained heart chainedAnd we will be heart chainedIs it all we need to live together in a wayAfter all we’ve crossed we need to rest an be safe It doesn’t matter to me if you don’t follow the StreamWind blows and shapes a new waveI am here with you as long as you want toGuiding your steps along this way
Text ... Electro pop. Lively & happy. Synths, male singer, electric guitar & ...Electro pop. Lively & happy. Synths, male singer, electric guitar & rhythm.
Was It planned for today or never been expectedWas it a waste of time or the start of a gameWas it mean or too fun to be repeatedWell it’s always the same when you’re looking at me We know we’ve started something we didn’t get the endIs it light or too heavy to be carriedIf it happened Would you let it happenAre you too straight are you too scared If it happened Would you let it happenIt’s on the way you’ll have to sayWould it change anything between us if we do it againWould it make any difference for you if we dive in again Take a chance at a glance and assume to be defeatedOne step in doesn’t mean you’re Inside till the very last day
Text ... Indie rock. Determined but with a touch of nostalgia. Electric ...Indie rock. Determined but with a touch of nostalgia. Electric guitar, male singer & rhythm.
and will my lips get coldkeeping the words untold ?the only sound around :a crack of dry leaves on the groundI always start too latewe only have to waitand they all lead to somewhere turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too long another burning houseI saw it in your eyeswe only have to waitand still the moment has to comein between sun and shadedon’t leave me burning in the flameand they all lead to somewhere turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too longgive up for love and I could burn by self-ignitionwhy is our love so strange ?we could be lost by disconnectionwhy do you want to seem so strong ? everyone alonelost in echotogether in a crowded placenow ready for a changehold your weaponI wouldn’t get so close to flameseveryone alonelost in echoall alone in a crowded placebut now I’m lost and I’ve nothing else to saybut choose the right game
Text ... Indie pop. Dreamy & sensual. Synths, female singer & rhythm. Fx ...Indie pop. Dreamy & sensual. Synths, female singer & rhythm. Fx reverse.
I don't know what he does to impress mehe puts his hands on meand it's always killing me I don't know what he tries to do with mehe sings a song to meand it's always killing me I know i'm all wrong therefor nothing comparesmy precious libertyso please get away from me Oh oh, we could meet in a parkthen we'll do any-anything you liketurn the black into an amazing whiteand then i'll tell you that i love you
I don't know how he hypnothises mehe puts his hands on meand it's always killing me I know i'm all wrong therefor nothing comparesmy precious libertyso please get away from me Oh oh little man you look likeyou won't forget to meet me in the parkbut just in case you never come backi want to mention that i love you
Text ... Electro pop. Urgent & lively. Synths, electric guitar, male singer & ...Electro pop. Urgent & lively. Synths, electric guitar, male singer & rhythm.
Join us in the queueThere’s a party in the place tonightGet some friends with youI want to see all of them by my side Take some bottles tooAin’t gone fall down high and dryLoad yourself anewAnd don’t forget to leave us some aside Everytime, Everywhere, Everyone is the sameEverytime everyone is trying to find someoneSometime when, somewhere else, someone like no one elseAnyway everyone will never find anyone Come as you want toNo one will tell you how cool you areEven you’re not in the moodI promise we all gone make it alright Everytime, Everywhere, Everyone is the sameEverytime everyone is trying to find someoneSometime when, somewhere else, someone like no one elseAnyway everyone will never find anyone Is there anything else to do tonight in the city ?Is there anyone to see after this party ?
Text ... Rap. Heavy & cut. Electronics, MC's & rhythm.
Heard this one whispered through the cracks in the xylophoneOlfactory sensation is of coffee and the styrofoamAs for battle raps and who's the dopestLearned to take it lightly like my mother's jew neurosisPrognosis was never be the baron of this rap shitBut you know what they say, let them wear it if the cap fitIm rocking mine with pride and style it upSlightly angled to the side, crunk, wilding on the cutScratch an accapella like a lottery ticketDug some Donald Byrd out the crate, flipped itLove to make her shake and taste her lipstickThe way she flakes the brisket, it really takes the biscuitWhen I rips it, like a Jedi knight with the force in meWalk the fine line between debauchery and sorceryMicrophone magician, construct an algorithm with precisionRhyming Wittgensteinian logician on a missionWishing upon a star..Green to the T with the caviar now check the referenceMusical allusions in the sessionsPlus youthful optimism is itself an act of reverence
Dont get no water on the gremlinsGet slaughtered like LemmingsMake 'em board up the KremlinHigh treason.. down with the regent I was harassed and fought like Harrison Fordin that one episode of South Park where he's buried in cock.Blood gushing from his orifice like sherry or port,while all of ya'll just watched like an american sport.Where are your balls? I'm tearing you alla new jap's eye. Rap fly, that is why i carry the torch.The chairman of boards; the ferryman of yachts;the baddest mothafucka that you ever heard, but that ain't your fault.If you had any idea of the mind focusthat goes into every word that I write on thispeace of paper, you couldn't breathe on the mic, homes.It's the speech Vader teaching you hitting the right tones withmy ill voice. You couldn't read me a tight poem ifyour name was Shakespeare, so retreat or rhyme pwned, bitch!On the real, you believe it's a light joke, kid?You better think again and go find a new rhyme opponent.
