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No Relapse
04:10
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2. |
Secondhanded Dreams
05:37
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So this migration came to its end
and Lizzy parted the Atlantic in a flash
Elephant and castle was my first stand
A roundabout's something I tolerate
and I realized that karma's always been unreal
So I looked for my ticket to the exit
"Feeling like a woman, looking like a man"
In those cases, you got to save yourself
Well, hello, Mistress B
I am married to yourself
We're tied to each other
Must collaborate
Remember there are many possibilities
Can take any hanging from a tree
You can even be a down-at-heel
Just remember there are many secondhanded dreams
So darling na, na, na, na, na, na
Don't take any of those hideous things
At day I break my back for the tenner
At night I dream about dirty dishes
Little to none of the spoiled child was left in me
Wish I could say the same 'bout the past years
Now I can say I have a public-faced position
In the meantime, I'd do some production
But still, no one keeps paying attention here
Come on, can you hear me?
Well, hello, here I am
I am married to yourself
We're tied to each other
Must collaborate
Remember you and I advocate bravery
Can take any opportunity
You can even be a sex machine
Just remember all those things are secondhanded dreams
So darling na, na, na, na, na, na
Don't keep any of those hideous things
Well, hello, this is me
I am married to myself
I am tied to this body
This is what you get
Remember you and I believe in honesty
Can take any possibility
You can even live in a fantasy
But remember it's a bunch of secondhanded dreams
So darling na, na, na, na, na, na
Don't keep any of those hideous things, no
Remember at the end there's only you and me
Can even try to make us split
Only to find out it will make us bleed
Please remember there is only one step to our dreams
So darling na, na, na, na, na, na
Don't throw yourself away from the bridge.
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3. |
Olives Field
08:33
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Did you ever feel under conservatorship?
I guess so
They say there's no escape
There's no any way out
We're not that different, Nicole
We both have fled our subjection
We both know how it feels
to be someone else's toy
Let's forget the past, sister
I will forgive you for your mistakes
We have bigger issues now
and 9 hours in between
So tell me how you've been
Do bitter memories ever cross that busy mind of yours?
Do you struggle with this chronic daydreaming too?
I think so
They say it's permanent
There isn't any cure out
Can't forget the past, Nicole
I relive it through any action
My heartache remains intact
Even when it's time to sleep
5 a.m
Get up sleepy head
Go shave your face
and get straight to hell
And don't you dare make one more complaint
About stress and your loss of hair
And don't forget to reply to your mama
Bet she's been sending lots of prayers
Watching those cybervangelists
Asking you "please, come back to me"
Take a look at me, sister
I thought this exodus would heal me right away
Then I realized it was just beginning
The birth of the healing
So tell me what you think
Do you know any trick to fight each day
and smile on my Instagram?
Is there a place in this town
offering some sort of relief?
Been searching for one these days
So, taxi, may you help me?
Don't take me to the seventh story
of the Sun Music Building
Please take me where I can be
"Queen for a day, queen for a night"
Take me somewhere I can be
"Queen for a day, queen for a night"
Without a single day beforehand
Spent inside this club, for which I'm clueless
'thout a single goat of alcohol
Deviating my attention
From this beat that keeps going on
Surrounding me with those wonky noises
Hyperkinetic production
Can't help but shake my hips to this song
I think I heard this music before
Many times as I can recall
It is not unfamiliar to me
It isn't, not at all
And this is how B came across
UK club culture in her own flesh
They say there's no escape
There isn't point of return
Don't worry 'bout her, you sisters
She left the olives field, just like you did
She has found her place on Earth
And happens to be here
Driving in my old Mercedes
Taking the balloons to party
Hoping to lose every of them
"further I go, the deeper I go"
And giving myself to the ambiance
Witnessing cowgirls and angels
Getting "kisses sent from heaven
sweeter I go, the more that I know"
And I go asking to the DJ
What's the music she's been playing
Only to receive a smirk face
Not caring 'bout my insistence
I keep asking to the DJ
The provenience of that music
She hands me her set of headphones
Listen very closely and
Now I feel plenty of things
And I know it is for real
left Acarigua
in honor to the Moonchild.
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4. |
Glass of Hour
06:30
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Hasn't anyone wondered about the whereabouts of Haylen's first child?
Legend has it she's passing from one nest to the next 'til finding the warmest one
In this world we live in, quick decisions must be made in order to stay alive
and, darling, I just found out I got very sick of being shy for my entire life
It started with an advice
Given by this woman
In the club, at 3 am
She told me "you're such a cutie,
You should profit from it
There's so many ways you can
In a second, in a minute
You'll start getting views
Guaranteed, you'll do just fine
It doesn't matter if you are
Living with some roommates
You need not to make a sound"
In my mind, in my soul
I hear music from farlands
But I'm busy, can't reply
In my mind, it keeps calling
It's approaching me
But I'm afraid I cannot get offline
In my mind, it gets louder
But I guess they'll never forget this name
As grateful as I am
for this woman's advice
It's become somewhat clear
And for all the respect
that I got for my workmates
Can't really seem to fit in
The question of staying
or if I should leave it
Feeds my uncertainty
But what about all those filthy eyes
Watching all my movements
Do they really deserve me?
In my mind, in my soul
There's a tiny hourglass
Telling me it's time for orientation switch
Let's get signed to XL
Photographed by von Unwerth
But I guess I'll never forgive myself
Oh, February gerhl
Flying with no brake
Are you so sure
that this is the best you can?
Sosegada melodía
Llega a mí en nota de voz
Diciendo que esto no está bien
Me estoy desviando de ti
¿Qué puedo hacer sin esa voz?
Sin esa rubia ambición
¿Ves que ardo por dentro?
Tengo mil cuestiones
Auxíliame.
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5. |
Act of Disappearing
07:31
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Ain't Belle no more
My name's Jill, a pleasure
I'm not precisely into women
But I can serve you some of the best drinks
You could ever try
Why don't you start with some yum sweet sweet beer?
The house invites
Began this job
Just a few days ago
Don't ask
Can't say much 'bout the past, I'll just say
Being like Dorothy did not do well for my poor health
Rather stay in this slain hall as a bartender
Just one thing
Don't get excited
Please don't get extremely fond of me
Time is money
This is another secondhanded dream
There's a breakthrough
There is a goal that oneself has to reach
Hope you understand
It isn't you, it's all about this dish
Mama's kitchen
It's a whole mess, better try hard not to slip
Hot's the oven
Don't be so nosy, you'll get burned in a blink
Soon you'll meet her
You just be patient, you'll get a piece of the
Dragon Lady
No more hideout
For you or me
Or this crowd
Waiting, expecting
to see the big next thing
In New York, they might have
their beloved Madison
But in Dalston
There's me who came
a long way to debut
in this nightclub
I give my first concert
Disco in dream, dare I say it
The night is young, enjoy your stay
but most of all, enjoy yourself
Oh my dear Lorde,
I can't believe that this is happening
May someone come pinch me
If it's not my imagination?
A ray of light
That's what I was meant to be
35mm camera captures this diva's sunrise
With my tight blue jeans
My brunette curls
My swarthy skin
Not surprising then that we go at lightspeed
Keep at your seat
So overwhelming is the feedback for this release
Tons of people telling me how wonderful I seem
Everyone's infatuated by the music here and
The house of cards grows bigger each day with
No collapse hints
Then I remember
And all my wounds seem to open once again
Time does not spare
Don't have a chance or a glimpse to assimilate
My self-hatred
The greatest demon that I have ever seen
Mercy on me
And on the sisters who go through the same thing
Mom's neurosis
It's a whole mess, better hand me all my pills
Hot the axons
Can't really seem to calm down electricity
Please forgive me
I'm heartily sorry for having offended Thee
Dragon Lady
Damn, such a night
Can't recall the last time
I slept well though
I'm staying in onyx hotels
I still feel so grim
are the days I'm left alone
With my head and my thoughts
are just manifestations
Shouldn't mind them all that much
Just too much, need a break
Please reschedule all the dates
There's so much g-word in my face
May I at least get one good night of rest
But my team says otherwise
I must keep going on full time
I think I should rephrase myself
Got no much time left on this Earth
Mother Earth
I gave you the promise
of traveling you
can be sure I will keep the promise
Promise that I'll never break
On a night like this
We are reunited
In this sacred stage
With all your blessings
We shall proceed to begin
A worldwide tour
An intimate experience
Hosted by this grand Showgirl
Just stare at me as you feel the fever
Singing all my greatest songs
Oh, precious Lorde,
Give me the strength for this performance and
Please don't pinch me,
lest it's just my imagination.
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