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City/Heart/Choir
03:41
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City/Heart/Choir
Wild, we used to be so wild
Now it’s so quiet, quiet, quiet,
Nothing but an empty choir
A wall of memories on fire, fire, fire
A new set for the future, future, future
Somehow, we’ll make it easier, easier, easier
Dream of something better, better, better
That’s all we got now
Run to a place where the head of states
Won’t impact your state of mind
So you won’t impact mine, impact mine, impact mine
If this city ain’t good enough, good enough, good enough,
Then leave it, and fuck off, and fuck off, and fuck off,
Fine, you will be fine now,
You’re in safe hands, you’re in mine
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2. |
Young Brains
04:10
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Young Brains
Baby brain, sucking your thumb
Have some rest now, you’re still too young
We’ll trade your dreams for factories
Erase and rewind your memories
Baby brain is growing old
He has been bought and has been sold
Believe in us in who are
Believe in us we’ll take you far
Everybody is running in circles
Spinning round and round
One by one we fall
So many and heavy on this same old ground
Baby brain, sucking your thumb
Have some rest now, you’re still too young
We’ll trade your dreams for factories
Erase and rewind your memories
Baby brain is out of the mold
He has forgotten what he’s been told
Believe in us in who are
Believe in us we’ll take you far
Everybody is running in circles
Spinning round and round
One by one we fall
So many and heavy on this same old ground
Everybody is running in circles
Spinning round and round
One by one we fall
So many and lonely on this same old ground
I guess we’re just growing old
Everybody’s doing what you should be doing too
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3. |
Pigeons & Rats
03:18
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Pigeons & Rats
Cold, cold day in the city of love
I’m giving all I have but it’s not enough
Half asleep and out of touch
I’m feeling like a skinny fish in a tiny box
Caught between the pigeons and the rats
In the town of Vuitton and Coco Chanel
Lost within the pigeons and the rats
You don’t give a shit so fuck you Mademoiselle
Cold, cold day in the city of love
I’m giving all I have but it’s not enough
Half asleep and out of touch
I’m feeling like a skinny fish in a tiny box
Caught between the pigeons and the rats
In the town of Vuitton and Coco Chanel
Lost within the pigeons and the rats
You don’t give a shit so fuck you Mademoiselle
Cold, cold day in the fashion city
There’s a girl called Lily, she’s an indie mess
Those red red lips around her yellow teeth
Try to cover she’s a Café waitress
She went as grey as the sky
Grey as the city tile
Grey as the sky, grey, grey, grey, grey
Caught between the pigeons and the rats
In the town of Vuitton and Coco Chanel
Lost within the pigeons and the rats
You don’t give a shit so fuck you Mademoiselle
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4. |
Maryline
02:17
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Maryline
Oh Maryline, I don’t know where you’ve been
During the last 3 years since we’ve last met
And mysteries, like some secrets in the sea
Are being revealed and scare my little heart
Runaway, don’t you run away from here
The world outside is full of battlefields
Your strawberry, strawberry marmelade taste
Is getting sour and going to waste
Thanks to you, I finally find the C
I still remember the way your fingers bleed
It’s the kind of things hard to say face to face,Maryline
The kind of words, better told with a bottle
Oh Maryline, I don’t know where you’ve been
During the last 3 years since we’ve last met
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5. |
Cigarette / WTF?
03:28
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Cigarette / WTF?
The spark in the dark is the light of your cigarette
Quick love, quick sands, quick life, quicksands
Dishes, taxes, selfish selfie I say “What the fuck?”, “What the fuck?”,
Lonely blues, non stop news, I say “What the fuck?”, “What the fuck?”,
The love’s gone, the money’s gone, don’t know where, don’t know why, “Why the fuck?”, “Why the fuck?”
You’re not here, here come the fear, I say “What the fuck happened here?”,
The spark in the dark is the light of your cigarette
The spark in the park, the spark in your heart
Cigarette, Cigarette, Cigarette,
The spark in the house, The spark in the hall The spark in the night
Cigarette, Cigarette, Cigarette,
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6. |
Second Best
02:36
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Second Best
Suffer well my darling
Suffer well my darling,
Till the next my darling
A second best my darling
Cause the moonlight cast no shadow
Yes the moonlight reveals and shows
All the bad plans behind your back
Well, I’m afraid they’re gonna crack
Suffer well my darling
Suffer well my darling,
Till the next my darling
A second best my darling
A spy in your bedroom, a spider on your spine
A spy in your bedroom, a spider on your spine
And we’re running out of time
And I’m afraid that yours has come
Yes we’re running out of time
And I’m afraid that yours has come to
Suffer well my darling
Suffer well my darling,
Till the next my darling
A second best my darling
Cause the moonlight cast no shadow
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7. |
Riot
05:41
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Riot
There’s something in between
Between you and me
The storm is not over, let’s wake the monsters
Time’s running out, patience ‘s fading out
Let’s sing that song
It won’t take too long, It won’t take too long,
Things are not the same
Where’s your bloody smile now?
Come in unmasked
Open up your heart and talk
Cause the unpaid bills are waiting
I stand here, I keep on singing
I cannot wait for a brand new you
There’s nothing I or we could do
But I predict something bigger
Giant shows and perfect weather
No politics, no fashion freaks
If no one speaks then no one lies
This is the great riot baby
Come outside and don’t say maybe
Is there a place in your heart
Where love is blind and over pride?
There’s nothing in between
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8. |
Drones of love
03:37
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Drones of love
Brave, that’s what you are
And you my superstar
I won’t heal your scars
Love is at the bar
The drones of love are on the way
The drones of love are here to stay
Why? Why do you look so sad?
I know your TV’s dead
But you shouldn’t be afraid
No one should ever be cause
The drones of love are on the way
The drones of love are here to stay
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9. |
Frozen
03:26
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Frozen
Frozen, I’m frozen, I’m frozen tonight
Don’t worry oh Mary, I’m frozen tonight
Paralyzed on my side, I won’t bother you
Crystallized like the stars, I won’t stalk you too
Frozen, I’m frozen, I’m frozen tonight
Don’t worry oh Mary, I’m frozen tonight
Our secrets in a bottle in the sea
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10. |
Knives
02:51
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Knives
Something for someone somewhere
I can feel it in the air
Like an alarm unused for years
You were too used to silence
Do we have to pay right now?
Is there something I should have known?
Maybe it’s too soon, maybe it’s too late
So keep the knives beneath your bed
How do you want to fight
When they kick you in the teeth?
How can you say it’s alright, where you’re always at their feet?
Do we have to pay right now?
Is there something I should have done?
Maybe it’s too soon, maybe it’s too late
So keep the knives beneath your bed
There’s a dragon in your garden
There’s a fire in the sky tonight
I wonder if I was dreaming
There’s a fire in the sky tonight
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11. |
Lettuce Heart
02:05
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Lettuce Heart
Tell me, tell me that you laud me
Then let me go, let me go
It’s so hard, hard to believe that you could anything
And let me go
Sorry, don’t tell me that you’re sorry
You ate my lettuce heart, babe you got it all
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Holbrook Paris, France
Holbrook is a project that enjoys mingling extemes : the combination of hot and cold, light and dark. The band offers fiery, mystical and dreamlike effective melodies. Their cinematic lyrics absorb everything that surrounds them while focusing on themes that are close to their hearts such as urban life, the growing complexity of this modern era, the urgent need and hope for a better elsewhere. ... more
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