1. |
The Bends
03:23
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Reality is a technicality
So why am I neck deep into it
Landed in a déjà vu
With no time-space continuum
How did you manage to confiscate
All of the things I wanted to say?
I will wait for us to transcend
And then I get the bends
Reality is a technicality
Conjuring my lucid dreams
Shaking all my bones
And making me feel at home
Somehow I sublimate
All of the things I wanted to say
Cause I don’t want to compromise
All of these games we get to try
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2. |
Concrete
02:49
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I got a SWAT team on hold on my speed dial
In a van outside as I walk into my trial
I play my cards and I plan my moves
But it’s clear that someone’s looking for a mole
I’m talking too much and it’s giving me away
I must be losing touch cause this is happening again
Way too much exposure and I need a way out
Activate extraction plan before all this goes south
The room is spinning and my cover is blown
Pyrotechnic chasing escaping out the window
Face on the concrete, cold sweat dripping
This has got way too concrete
Let it happen once in a while
But I won’t replicate it any other time, no
Must have got framed by that Bond girl
Conveniently waiting outside the bathroom door
“How could I forget to introduce myself
Baby you know I’m undercover, let me take you somewhere else”
Burn after reading and my cover is blown
Enhanced interrogation until the trail gets cold
Top 10 secrets you really shouldn’t know
Destroy all the evidence before suspicions grow
Face on the concrete, cold sweat dripping
This has got way too concrete
It only happens late at night
But I won’t replicate it any other time, no
The room is spinning and my cover is blown
Pyrotechnic chasing escaping out the window
Enhanced interrogation until the trail gets cold
Top 10 secrets you really shouldn’t know
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3. |
Sushi
02:39
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The sushi tastes nice
In the city it’s alright
Feeling glamorous tonight
And the sushi tastes nice
Aperitivo every night
Campari tastes nice
Got this feeling that tonight
The city smells alive
The sushi tastes nice
In the city it’s alright
Feeling glamorous tonight
And the city smells alive
Aperitivo every night
Campari tastes nice
Got this feeling that tonight
The sushi tastes nice
In the city it’s alright
The sushi tastes nice
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4. |
Genau
03:45
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Wo ist die Eskalation?
Ich warte auf eine Reaktion
Sie sah mich an
Und sagte mir
Du weißt, es ist kein Spaß
Ich sage wann und du sagst wass
Du sahst mich an
Und sagtest mir
Genau genau
Wir leben in einem Traum
Alles wir wieder passiern
Aber wir bleiben immer hier
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5. |
Our Atoms
04:04
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6. |
Water To The Loo
03:24
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Hollow words, entertain
Muffled echoes through the brain
Interface, retain control
Don't you ever let your eyes off the ball
Now she's gone up to her room
Now she's taking off her shoes
I don't like that idea at all
No I don't like it at all
And now she's got the blues
And he's feeling it too
She's got the blues
And it's coming for you
She’s got the blues
And he’s feeling it too
And now he’s got the blues
And she’s got the blues
It's comforting and it's on the news
There’s a lot of water, water to the loo
Comfort me and fly me to the moon
It's water to the loo, just water to the loo
Hello world, yet again
Feels like oxygen to the brain
Interface, release control
Seems like you let your eyes off the ball
Now he's gone up to the roof
There's a fellow on the loose
I don't like that idea at all
No I don't like it at all
And now he’s got the blues
And she’s feeling it too
He’s got the blues
And it's coming for you
He’s got the blues
And she’s feeling it too
And now she’s got the blues
And he’s got the
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7. |
Back In The Loop
03:47
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As the sun goes down
And we drown underground
Getting high on the night
Drifting through neon lights
Ready for another round
Until we hit the ground
As the sun comes up
And we toss the last cup
Venture back through the jungle
Before you get entangled
White noise in your ears
Until everything disappears
When you get back out you realise
That it’s all a circle in disguise
Jump back in the loop till the end of time
Once the sun has gone out
And the lights have gone down
We’ll leave the day behind
Blank stare in the eyes
Ready for another round
We ain't never coming down
As the sun comes up
And we toss the last cup
Venture back through the jungle
Bermuda triangle
White noise will you please
Evacuate these poor ears
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8. |
Take The Truth
04:28
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Baby, why don’t you want to face the facts
A thousand little lies are creeping through the cracks
It sure gets pretty cold
Once you get exposed
With tooth and nail and claw
You fight not to get caught
Take the truth, tell me if you’re gonna bend it
We’re almost there, I wouldn’t recommend it now
It’s only a matter of time
Take the truth, but if you’re gonna bend it
Let me know, so we can stop pretending now
It’s only a waste of time
It’s easy, you just have to follow the trail
I heard of a road someplace that was paved very well
So come on acrobat
Show me what you’ve got
You may not yet have the skill
But you sure know the drill
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9. |
Something To Say
01:31
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What makes you think I’ve got something to say
Watch me play with words as they drift away
Hold me together with a figure eight knot
See what I just did, I’ll do it a lot
You don’t always have to have something to say
Words might come around and show you the way
Set me on course on an inflatable boat
Guess where I’m getting at while I do it again
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Factory Flaws is an independent record label and management company founded in 2016. We definitely have a soft spot for alternative pop.
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