1. |
Hip-Hop Wizard
04:22
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Smoke haze snakes around me
Hips move in melody
I put the lock on the door
Your touch, scintillating
Lips hanging from a string
You've got me begging for more
C.
Time melts in ecstasy
You're a freak like me
Loose lips and chemistry
Sweat drips, bodies writhing
A twisted, contorted spring
We go all night 'til we're sore
Loose hips penetrate you
Wrists bound and you subdue
I've got you screaming for more
C.
Time melts in ecstasy
You're a freak like me
Loose lips and chemistry
-Middle-
C.
Time melts in ecstasy
You're a freak like me
Loose lips and chemistry
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2. |
Needles & Switch Blades
04:02
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A glint in the distance,
Orbiting high
A glint in the distance
Needles & switch blades,
A ritual dance
Needles & switch blades
Stinging, caustic,
Harsh to the touch
Stinging, caustic
Blinded by sight,
A total eclipse
Blinded by sight
C.
Throw these knives to the sky,
And see what we get
If what we get is a mess,
No sense in regret
Striking a balance,
A teetering edge
Striking a balance
Needles & switch blades,
An imminent glance
Needles & switch blades
C.
Throw these knives to the sky,
And see what we get
If what we get is a mess,
No sense in regret
-Middle-
C.
Throw these knives to the sky,
And see what we get
If what we get is a mess,
No sense in regret
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3. |
Pictures of Black Holes
04:28
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No exclusion
An invisible dread,
An invisible dread
No elusion
I feel alone in my head,
I feel alone in my head
C.
Am I relevant between earth and sky?
Let me bare my soul
My pictures of black holes
Arcane abyss, they terrify
(These Black Holes)
All consuming
A fear of where it'll lead,
A fear of where it'll lead
Overthinking
Don't allow it to feed,
Don't allow it to feed
C.
Am I relevant between earth and sky?
Let me bare my soul
My pictures of black holes
Arcane abyss, they terrify
(These Black Holes)
-Middle-
C.
Am I relevant between earth and sky?
Let me bare my soul
My pictures of black holes
Arcane abyss, they terrify
(These Black Holes)
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4. |
Normal vs. Normal
03:34
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Stand apart, be unique
Wear your heart on your sleeve
Break the mould
Or so I'm told
C.
Your "normal" cuts like a knife
Versus dull, dead and listless
Don't give their fantasy life pretense
Living in constant bliss
Don't you dare even speak
Shame on you for your views
Toe the line
Ill-defined
Take no heed of their clique
Be the best you can be
Bide your time
Just brave the climb
C.
Your "normal" cuts like a knife
Versus dull, dead and listless
Don't give their fantasy life pretense
Living in constant bliss
-Middle-
C.
Your "normal" cuts like a knife
Versus dull, dead and listless
Don't give their fantasy life pretense
Living in constant bliss
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5. |
Weirdo-Crazy Robot-Lady
03:57
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C.
Weirdo-crazy robot-lady
Feet on ground
Pride held high
Head underwater
But I'm bone dry, I'm bone dry
You know, you know
I can't fight your battles for you
You know, you know
C.
Weirdo-crazy
Robot-Lady
You know, you know
I can't fight your battles for you
You know, you know
Feet on ground
Pride held high
Head underwater
But I'm bone dry, I'm bone dry
C.
Weirdo-crazy
Robot-Lady
-Middle-
C.
Weirdo-crazy
Robot-Lady
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6. |
Sway
02:48
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(Instrumental)
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7. |
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C.
Your God is lying to you
Your God is grasping for truth
Disguising all that you do
Don't use your "good book" as proof
His order eternal
No conscience swayed
That you're ready to die for
I'll pass the spade
These words are your armour
These pages, your blade
Is this the salvation
For which you've prayed?
C.
Your God is lying to you
Your God is grasping for truth
Disguising all that you do
Don't use your "good book" as proof
The weight of our history
It pulls at our heels
Eager for sacrifice
Your sickening zeal
C.
Your God is lying to you
Your God is grasping for truth
Disguising all that you do
Don't use your "good book" as proof
-Middle-
C.
Your God is lying to you
Your God is grasping for truth
Disguising all that you do
Don't use your "good book" as proof
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8. |
Human Woman
03:05
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Human woman
The bubble's burst, so know their worth
'Cause we are all human too, man
Yeah, you don't care
Try to reprove
You'll get burned at every turn
So what are you trying to prove?
Yeah, you don't care
C.
These poisonous thoughts
They still remain
Like blood from a stone
With naught to gain
Silent voices
Echo out, no sign of doubt
We wanna know where their voice is
Yeah, you don't care
More excuses
So counterfeit, you're full of it
So sick of it, so please excuse us
Yeah, you don't care
C.
These poisonous thoughts
They still remain
Like blood from a stone
With naught to gain
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9. |
Techno Hell
03:58
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C.
Take a ride on the techno hell
Where the soulless play, and minds decay
Self respect, it gains no respect
I guess it's fake it 'til you make it
A dark vortex, it leaves me perplexed
An inescapable exhibition
But I digress, it's not all a mess
A broken mirror has its uses
Lets be clear, there's a difference here
Between self-love and prostitution
C.
Take a ride on the techno hell
Where the soulless play, and minds decay
Self-obsessed in a digital shell
Where the soulless play, and minds decay
One by one, our vanity is a gun
And we're just waiting to pull the trigger
I say "oh well", lets embrace this new hell
And go down screaming with the masses
C.
Take a ride on the techno hell
Where the soulless play, and minds decay
Self-obsessed in a digital shell
Where the soulless play, and minds decay
-Middle-
C.
Take a ride on the techno hell
Where the soulless play, and minds decay
Self-obsessed in a digital shell
Where the soulless play, and minds decay
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10. |
Like Alkaline
04:42
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Lost in motion, I'm spinning
With no purchase to hold
Gravity pulls me inward
From the depths of my soul
No response or action
Just lifeless and cold
Are you listening? I can't tell
Where's my sense of control?
C.
Stuck in a hole with no direction
Of all the things that I'll ever do, ever do
And despite my machinations
I dig down but I'm never breaking through
Like alkaline in my brain
I feel my senses drain
Sinking further, I capsize
With my eyes on the prize
C.
Stuck in a hole with no direction
Of all the things that I'll ever do, ever do
And despite my machinations
I dig down but I'm never breaking through
-Middle-
C.
Stuck in a hole with no direction
Of all the things that I'll ever do, ever do
And despite my machinations
I dig down but I'm never breaking through
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PaperSailor Glasgow, UK
PaperSailor is an industrial alt-rock band from multi-instrumentalist Michael Wilson, based in Glasgow, Scotland. Fusing huge riffs & sweeping, synthetic loops & melodies, Michael has crafted a unique style that stands out amongst the crowd, often described as a blend of Nine Inch Nails and Royal Blood. ... more
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