1. |
Doing Conditions
01:09
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I like melons, cheese and bread.
But I got homeless, and now I'm dead.
I used to be hungry all day and night my belly was aching when I died
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2. |
Real Estate
03:55
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I feel needs when I come through the door
for I just don't know where to go.
when I wonder if on too long days
follow much longer nights
I try to keep it up often it comes to light
I just don't impinge on my neighborhood
I just don't cope with my neighborhood.
20 wry reasons to take myself out
I go devil may care so I hit the ground.
When I say "fuck you" just don't care
because I lie sometimes
They gave adrenalin
I want to be sublimed
I just don't impinge on my neighborhood
I just don't cope with my neighborhood
So much love
do You have some left for
unborn memories, the boundaries are not that severe
sometimes I get excited but then I'm still right here
I just don't impinge on my neighborhood
I just don't cope with my neighborhood
I didn't know if I could keep up with you
I waited so long to hear you say "no".
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3. |
Documentary
04:41
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for tomorrow, for today I drink for no ones sake.
as I'm looking around
trying to get a bit lost somehow.
somehow I know you, somehow I like you, I love you
more than being with you. It's hard on me
when I see you, I meet you.
I know things can get along,
but all the diamonds flake
and the stars don't mind do they?
As the drink looks for it's taste
I'm getting lost in space.
Find me cheating
for the third time
I'm not sure about the world.
and now I know
there for the grace of god I go.
I heard they were talking and all.
I see it, I need it.
I know things can get along,
but all the diamonds flake
and the stars don't mind do they?
It's hard on me to believe what the voices say
on notifications
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4. |
Outlaws
05:19
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So I am the girl spending nights on the strret not to be forgotten
I won't be forgotten.
And I really like it sometimes when I'm drunk
but when I'm stuck be sure it's not on my mind.
I'd really like to feel hungry again.
I've got no shoes, no shirt, no idea. I've got new fears.
I've got no fear.
But it feels so.. and it can't be that I don't mind.
I turn the radio on for the night.
And all is messing with me while I don't hear.
and it grind me after all i'm on my knees.
forever gone and forever is gone
I count what i'm losing, I feel I'm losing.
And I've been with no scent for too long now I need help to find my way to the present.
I'd really like to be firm again.
I've got no food, no seeds, no fear. I've got no ideal, I've got no idea.
But it feels so.. and it can't be that I don't mind.
I turn the radio on for the night.
And all is messing with me while I don't hear.
and it grind me after all i'm on my knees.
don't turn the radio on. It's for outlaws.
I'd really like feel save again. I'm in deepest doubts and I'm deep in debt. I want to try but I don't know how.
But it feels so.. and it can't be that I don't mind.
I turn the radio on for the night.
And all is messing with me while I don't hear.
and it grind me after all i'm on my knees.
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5. |
The Final (Bonus Track)
05:21
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with the same precision
patiently playing
feeling through glass is giving me thrills.
livin in the prettiest hous
with no windows at all to deny what the would like to show.
it's: life kills.
god bless. I get up off the floor.I'm tasting all those simple thoughts.
I've never been here before. for the first time faking feels so beautiful.
say goodnight.
it seems to be repetition: living and lying
there's no rest if you're denying.
with the rest of sweetest doubts
you can't get any taste from knowing what it's all about.
god bless. I get up off the floor.I'm tasting all those simple thoughts.
I've never been here before. for the first time faking feels so beautiful.
say goodnight.
no, I've never came here, no, I'll never stay here.
but it seems I've lost my memories in here.
I kept thinking of staying there.
who's standing there? It's a face I can't forget
I won't dare
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high dart Vienna, Austria
We lost our ability to write teenage songs when we turned 20. It was absurd.
We lost our ability to write songs when we turned 30. It was absurd
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