1. |
Human Safari
04:12
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Verse 1
Watching the rooftops on their smog-perfuming air,
zebras are blocking the way, all dressed up like millionaires.
And if the game is ever over, tell me; just
in case you find your prey.
Pre-chorus
Don’t you remember what the rules were going to be?
That is what happens when you’re always…
Chorus × 2
Playing with the fire!
Playing with the fire!
Playing with the fire!
Human Safari!
Verse 2
Guarding the doors of a place where there’s nothing to display,
there’s only diamond fingernails, but you’ll throw them away.
We’re dodging bullets and there’s nowhere to escape,
‘cause once the table is set, you’ll have to be
what you’ll always regret.
Pre-chorus
Don’t you remember what the rules were going to be?
That is what happens when you’re always…
Chorus × 2
Playing with the fire!
Playing with the fire!
Playing with the fire!
Human Safari!
Final Chorus
Human Safari! × 4
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2. |
Never Leave
05:29
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Verso 1
Call your ghost-like silhouette that for so long
duality has fed and helped shape
the good-old-fashioned mirrors in your head.
Pre-coro
Twisted reflection of your face
floats so high and you’ll
Coro × 2
Call me, and I’ll speak the words of a wise man.
I’ll try; I’ll try since I, since I
never would like to leave
Verso 2
The sun behind us shines on. It’s all static.
The time is blurred and gone, but our steps
are trampling on the ashes, on the air.
Pre-coro
Twisted reflection of your face
floats so high and you’ll
Coro
Call me, and I’ll speak the words of a wise man.
I’ll try; I’ll try since I, since I
never would like to leave
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3. |
Aquella Amargura
04:54
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Aquella amargura ha llegado,
Con el fin de detener
Lo que creí haber vivido en un pasado,
Y así hacerme depender de la fe.
Cruzando las fronteras del sonido
Neblina me persiguió, llevándome al límite
De lo que creía yo haber conquistado.
Me cegó y tomo de la mano sin conocer el destino.
Que importa que la mente toque fondo.
Hazme unas alas de papel y píntalas de gozo.
Mil y un razones para escarbar y buscar oro, pero
Saldarás cuentas con odio.
(translation)
That bitterness has arrived,
With the aim of ending,
What I thought I had lived in the past,
And like this, make me rely on faith.
Crossing the boundaries of sound
Fog followed me, taking me to the limit
What I thought I had conquered.
Blinded me and took my hand without knowing what was to come.
Does it matter that the mind hits rock bottom.
Make me paper wings and paint them with joy.
A thousand and one reasons to dig and search for gold, but
End up with bills of hatred.
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4. |
All My Colours Are Brass
03:08
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verse
hope this wave doesnt break you
selfish boy
youre trying to justify
your life and love
but your life plan it aint working
its more bout what you do and what you dont
cause i see you cry for blood shed
while your hands play with toys
chorus
Fool the concrete rhythm
its empty and fully loaded
Fool the concrete rhythm
its empty and fully loaded
Fool the concrete rhythm (pull the trigger boy)
its empty and fully loaded (take it to the man)
Fool the concrete rhythm (pull the trigger boy)
its empty and fully loaded (take it to the man)
Verse
Forgetting aint forgiving
Our past shadows us all when
Our thoughts are like paper trees
Victims of our own inconsistency
I hope this tea help you sober
But be prepared if it dont
Just take the girl, (take the girl) just take the girl, (take the girl)
Dont look around, dont turn around
Chorus 2
squeeze the trigger boy (take it to the man)
squeeze the trigger boy (take it to the man)
squeeze the trigger boy (take it to the man)
squeeze the trigger boy (take it to the man)
Verse
I want us to keep on dancing
never stand still
but you know i must boogie girl
and booge we must untill
conformity deserts and unites us
cause one voice alone dictates
its time to break this oppressive glass
PAINT MY VIEW IN SHADES OF BRASS
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5. |
Gospel
03:38
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I dont know where we go
With this life so violently
Revolting our every thought
Against God and the prophecies
I dont know where we go
With this life so violently
Revolting our every thought
Against God and the prophecies
This only ground we've got is shaking
Loosening my feet, come on and set me free
God-fearing mother let your children be
You can hold 'em for a while but they'll end up running free
Did He carry the cross to save humanity?
I'm not sure as reason treasons his immortality
We pass our days thinking "what's gonna happen?"
When we carry our own cross there'll be no turnin' back
On our lives, mistakes, lies and aches
Better un-cuff your hands, start thinking for yourself.
I dont know where we go
With this life so violently
Revolting our every thought
Against God and the prophecies
This only ground we've got is shaking
Loosening my feet, come on and set me free
Singin' songs about misery
I've been tryin' to find a needle in a haystack of sin
When the time has come will I burn in hell?
Or be buried at sea or the pet cementery?
Have we failed the gods? Or the gods failed us?
We have found ourselves spinning against all odds.
Free yourselves from the blood-stained rats
Let's sing all together this gospel of doubt!
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6. |
Yo No Soy Zapata
03:00
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