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MY FACE
 
 
 
 

1. My Face
2. Die Again
3. Beautiful Lies

 
Réalisé en 1994
Produit par Simon Efemey et Wolfsbane
Album : Wolfsbane  
 
 
 

MY FACE

My face is my backstage pass
Like the queen, you don't need cash
You won't see me with an empty glass
I got the future, got the pass

Rock the girls, saying I'm obscene
Get your extra cinema seats
Places I go and drink for free
They say "Is it you?!" It's me!

I will rock you when I come clean
I live a life of which you dream

I work guitar and bass and drums
Singing all the same, singing all the run
I am the saviour, I am the Christ
I am the Satan who pays you the price

This is here I am at last
With a rock black leather suit, first class
Saw my face in a magazine
She says "Is it you?!" It's me!

I will rock you when I come clean
I live a life of which you dream

Dream on, dream on
I got what you want

I was born... all the fuss...
Eyes move... all over us...
Eyes grow big... in my head...
I tell the town from the boring men

You can dream on, dream on

My face is my backstage pass
Like the queen, you don't need cash
You won't see me with an empty glass
I got the future, got the pass

Rock the girls, saying I'm obscene
Get your extra cinema seats
Places I go and drink for free
They say "Is it you?!" It's me!

I will rock you when I come clean
I live a life of which you dream

Dream on, dream on
I got what you want

Dream on!

 

DIE AGAIN

I was put on Earth for this to ask your name,
Share a kiss and make us
Taste your tongue, share your breath, stroke your sex
With trembling fingers

You are my death, there's so reception
My sin is obsession
One hundred years of darkness is my life without you
Sadness in my madness, in my hands, I whimper in the night
It's time to die, but I will live again

Die again

Falling deep, as deep can get, glisten as the love
I swear to thank you
Kill my hopes, smash my dreams. Yes, I hate you
Now I'm very angered

You are my death, there's so reception
My sin is obsession
One hundred years of darkness is my life without you
Sadness in my madness, in my hands, I whimper in the night
It's time to die, but I will live again

Die again

Buried alive, it ain't pretty
Now you're living in my city
Can you send a roll of dreams
And all your focused fantasies

Because you said goodbye to sanity
And when you said hello to me
You are flesh and when you die
Huh
Be on death, be on shame
Tasting you in a feeble way
I say I'm sorry in tapid
Losing track of all the doors I'm keeping

You are my death, there's so reception
My sin is obsession
One hundred years of darkness is my life without you
Sadness in my madness, in my hands, I whimper in the night
It's time to die, but I will live again

Die again

 
 

BEAUTIFUL LIE

On your bended knees, you look so sweet
It's time to pray again
By the light of my 10" TV, it's time to pray again
When it hurts and tears come, I'd like to taste them
Salted sadness rolls from a heart that begs for what can never be given
Now it's time to pray again
Now it's time to pray
Do your knees hurt yet?
Like the rest, you think you can touch me inside? Ha ha ha ha ha!
How does your mother pray? How does your sister pray?
I will tell you all the words to say...
Believe in nothing

Jump through walls, the working class
Smash their futures, get them out of my class
Send them up, crucifix, a model to redenelix
And cancer above our sky

Death of love three times a night
Tears from us start running down cheeks without compassion
We've all been called beautiful

Beautiful lies
Open your eyes

Lugatracks buy, sell and destroy
Wrecking peoples' lives like children's toys
Conorended violation, that makes up our generation
Watching the movie every day
Don't believe a word they say

Sadly like a vulture's free
Cannonballs of our tortury
We've all been called beautiful

Beautiful lies
Open your eyes

A little cleaner every day
Trust a friend and then betray
Not stand your high and cultures' dictates
And for their wreckings every fucking day

We've all been called beautiful
Beautiful lies
Open your eyes

Lies!

 
 
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