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I Want The Impossible
04:38
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Ten years later, sipping a whisky
I wonder what my feelings have become.
Regular life, no more confusion,
At least until I do not ponder.
Maybe I’m looking for something.
Only God knows what’s ideal for me.
January is coming, the kids play games inside.
And I look at the ashes in the fireplace.
An old folk said I want the one I can’t have.
But my case is different because.
I want the impossible. It’s not that easy to deal with me.
I need the impossible. Like a drug under my skin.
Search for the impossible. There’s no way I may find it.
I want the impossible. Simply the impossible.
Having something to regret is not my favorite hobby
So is to think too much.
Anyway, the rain pushes me
And brings my mind directly to east.
After going to the deep north
And being frozen between ice and snow
After reaching south and wandering all around
Looks like only one is my Polaris.
And the light eventually goes out.
But it’s my duty to keep the flame alive.
I want the impossible. It’s not that easy to deal with me.
I need the impossible. Like a drug under my skin.
Search for the impossible. There’s no way I may find it.
I want the impossible. Simply the impossible.
And the light eventually goes out.
But it’s my duty to keep the flame alive.
I want the impossible. It’s not that easy to deal with me.
I need the impossible. Like a drug under my skin.
Search for the impossible. There’s no way I may find it.
I want the impossible. Simply the impossible.
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As Busy As Bored
05:10
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6 am, the alarm rings, get ready for another working day.
7 am, office’s getting crowded. People look like zombies on a screen.
Hour by hour, coffee-by-coffee, stupid chats during lunch break.
The apathy is eating me like a desert vulture.
I’ve never got so busy as this,
I’ve never grown so bored as this,
Let me grab a pill.
Let me get out.
3 pm, work is over, but I don’t want to go home.
I’ll go to the gym first, to get rid of toxins and be fit.
I’ll meet the mates in the park, nothing but having a six-pack.
After that the way home, looks a bit like the Green Mile.
The truth is I want time for myself and I wish to find the balance
Looks like you’re just an illusion, it’s hard to get closer
You could be my only diversion, the only way to escape
But I’ll just stick to my routine some more.
Finally home, changed my clothes, it’s time to turn my pc on.
I will sing and play, until my voice fades out.
Mommy’s ok on the phone, and finally let me get some sleep
Touch me to sleep, and stop, rewind and repeat it all tomorrow.
I’ve never got so busy as this,
I’ve never grown so bored as this,
Let me grab a pill.
Let me get out.
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Ooh
Say I’m wonderful, if you need me..
Scream I’m horrible, if you don’t find a reason to get something from my person in particular
Cry I’m the best, if you want a new dress
Don’t give a fuck, if I have an hangover and my thoughts are about to implode
If you want my friend’s number you have only to throw me a rose,
and then you can disappear like dew..
Don’t call me if I’m feeling sick
Don’t call me if I’m going on a trip
Don’t call me if my baby leaves me
Just call me when you need a favor
With the sunniest day ever you can call me to be your slave
And when the rain falls heavily I’ll be under your window
But when I feel heartbroken in a sad day of November
You can disappear like dew
Don’t call me if I’m feeling sick
Don’t call me if I’m going on a trip
Don’t call me if my baby leaves me
Just call me when you need a favor
If you want my friend’s number you have only to throw me a rose,
and then you can disappear like dew..
Don’t call me if I’m feeling sick
Don’t call me if I’m going on a trip
Don’t call me if my baby leaves me
Just call me when you need a favor
Don’t call me, just call me
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Odessa
04:38
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Year 2100, times of war
Kids with rifles, old men with grenades
Women into tears
How have we come to this point?
No time to think, just act on the Black Sea
Odessa, bombs in the burning sky
Crying out loud into the night
Odessa, victim of human madness
Odessa
This is not a love story,
A scene of crime.
Neither violins nor accordions around,
Weapons are the instruments.
No chance to write the word “end”?
No chance to love, just kill on the Potemkin Stairs
Valya, eyes like ice
No feelings, just good aim
Make the difference; get to the end
Win the war, take Odessa back!
Bloody winter, snow is red
No chance to meet around
Save that kiss for the end
How can you survive this cold?
No way to leave, fight for your hometown!
Odessa, bombs in the burning sky
Crying out loud into the night
Odessa, victim of human madness
Odessa
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The Match
04:21
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I don’t really know you
Your photo is blurry
Reveal me your true essence
I could like you
Maybe even more
But I got to check through the fog
Nananana nana nah nah
I have to search for the brightest light nearby
I got the tool to start the fire:
It’s the match!
Cannot see your body shape
I don’t get your interests
Show me you true location
You can see I’m not so far
Come to see me, it’s alright
Just use the tool right now.
Nananana nana nah nah
I have to search for the brightest light nearby
I got the tool to start the fire:
It’s the match!
Just a chat, no thanks
Friends with benefits, why not
One night stand, you jerk
But I like you, really
Just a snap of your finger
And you’re swept by the wind.
Nananana nana nah nah
I have to search for the brightest light nearby
I got the tool to start the fire:
It’s the match!
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Autumn In The Village
06:06
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I’m passing by Dupnica by car
The air is chilly; better roll the car window up.
The October atmosphere is majestic
Between the mountain and the blocks, dead leaves and red roofs.
I remember how I used to spend the time there
Looking at the kids play, watch how the trees get naked
Walking around with you, while ladies talk
Making plans and fighting the cold
I’d like to know if you can still smile
I wonder if you got over it
Time heals everything they say
But for somebody one life is not enough
Just forgive and forget that old lad
Autumn passes fast, even in the village.
Quite a while has passed
And passing by here is a sort of deja-vu
The kids and women are in the same place
And so the leaves start to fall on the ground
Memories are bittersweet; I’m not sure how I want to be
But it’s better for you to be without me
Maybe one day you’ll be like those old ladies
And talk about the lost love of your twenties.
In Dupnica much later with my son
The kids have grown up, but the weather is the same
This October is truly majestic.
Between the mountain and the blocks, the smell of the chestnuts.
Look my son. Be nice to the old people.
You see that woman who smiles down the street.
She reminds me of your mother.
She reminds me of my lost love.
I’d like to know if you can still smile
I wonder if you got over it
Time heals everything they say
But for somebody one life is not enough
Just forgive and forget that old lad
Autumn passes fast, even in the village.
She reminds me of your mother.
She reminds me of my lost love.
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I Want To Make You Mine
03:54
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It’s 10 o’clock on Saturday. It’s time for Brad to come.
The party boy knows it, and can always convince me:
His words were : “there’s a cool party downtown!”
I’m wearing my best shirt, with trousers a sneakers
The same I had on last job interview
And right know my mate comes let’s go.
There’s not a nice surprise.
The club is half empty, and I just have a thing in my mind.
I just want to do something tonight.
Come on Brad, where’s the party? There’s nobody here.
Chill out bro, it’s still early, the best is yet to come.
Let’s have a beer, the first round now is mine.
People come, enjoying my drink. Something comes in sight.
Who’s that brunette? I feel like thunderstruck.
Golden brown hair, red dress and high heels.
I’ve made up my mind.
I just want to make you mine tonight.
A while has passed, she’s just dancing and talking to some friends.
I cannot move, what’s going on? I didn’t drink that much.
Ok let’s go, I’ll introduce myself.
But where am I? The floor is moving?!? “You are in my car”.
Brad is driving, “Am I alive?” “You are just freaking drunk!”
“You stood up and passed out on the dancefloor”
I want to puke so bad, I’ll never drink this much.
And the worst of all is: nobody’s getting laid tonight.
I just wanted to do something tonight.
But I will make you mine next time!
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8. |
Post Mortem
04:55
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Now I’m closed in my desperate feelings
And in my mind there’s something going insane
The revelations about your passing
Have shocked me incredibly a lot
The post-mortem reported that somebody
Had drugged and abused you
Before choking you
To take your life away
And now I hope that your soul is quiet
And can find peace forever
And now I hope that your soul is quiet
And can find peace forever
And now I want to find your murderer
I swear you he will pay
All of this made me realize
You were so important for me
The post-mortem reported that somebody
Had drugged and abused you
Before choking you
To take your life away
Now I’m closed inside my rage
I’m closed inside me
You betrayed me
But your life betrayed you
And now I hope that your soul is quiet
And can find peace forever
And now I hope that your soul is quiet
And can find peace forever
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9. |
Julie, Jenny & Mary
03:09
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Julie,
your eyes are the sea to me.
Living far from home, your family behind,
But your smile always shines.
I can get the best of support from you
With only a bear hug
You’re not like the others, you say
only school and friends in your mind.
But I don’t know how I feel
Something of you is bothering me.
The love, the sex and the friendship
Are so twisted I can’t realize.
The three muses of you are more than enough
To make me feel on a tightrope.
Jenny,
You sure get me going.
When we sleep together, I reach my Nirvana
Flying on the Rings of Saturn.
I have a great sex with you
And I can’t find words for that.
You look like a teacher, they say
And this turns me on even more.
But I don’t know how I feel
Something of you is bothering me.
The love, the sex and the friendship
Are so twisted I can’t realize.
The three muses of you are more than enough
To make me feel on a tightrope.
Mary,
I don’t know why I love you.
You are one like another, not special at all
But when I see you I feel stoned.
You give me all the love in the world
And my heart is about to explode.
You’re like an angel to me, I say.
And for you I’m going mad.
But I don’t know how I feel
Something of you is bothering me.
The love, the sex and the friendship
Are so twisted I can’t realize.
The three muses of you are more than enough
To make me feel on a tightrope.
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17, do you recall?
When they used to spend the day on the beach
Do you remember?
When we stayed in the studio instead
We used to rock the pc and we were so cool
We were the true lords of the countryside
I kinda miss those times
It all passed fast like Sonic
Can’t you see I’m busy with videogames?
I’m not the same as before.
Don’t you think it’s time to grow up?
We are not the same sexy nerds.
24, I realize
How I enjoy my life now
A degree and a nice girl
And about to start working
But I don’t know, there’s a lack of melody
It’s like looking at a black and white photo
Don’t you feel like a ghost?
Don’t you feel in Silent Hill?
Can’t you see I’m busy with videogames?
I’m not the same as before.
Don’t you think it’s time to grow up?
We are not the same sexy nerds.
36, Feeling lonely and nostalgic?
In the pics we look white and skinny
But I can hear the harsh guitars
Keyboards are dusty and grey
A sweep is needed, that’s for sure
Do you feel like coming over?
Do you Want to finish the level?
Can’t you see I’m busy with videogames?
I’m not the same as before.
Don’t you think it’s time to grow up?
We are not the same sexy nerds.
Sexy nerds, sexy nerds.
Sexy nerds!
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VagabOnds Sofia, Bulgaria
The project was born in Sofia (BG), when Giuliano Cani and Tobia Collu (the Sardinian vagabonds) met Dimitar “Mitko” Gaydazhiev (the Sofiyan vagabond) and started playing covers by The Ramones, The Buzzcocks, Misfits, and more. After a summer full of jams, the three started writing their first songs, till completing the first album which has been released in March 2020 ... more
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