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Fellow De Se
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Name It
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Non Bis In Idem?
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Bogus
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Michael Madsen
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released 13 September 2009
Produced and mixed by Bartek Kuszewski
Bass performed by Heinrich (Rootwater/Vesania/Unsun)
Drums recorded by Paweł Pękalski at Studio OKO
Mastering by Jacek Gawłowski at JG Master Lab
All music by So I Scream
Lyrics by Tomasz Mielnik
Artwork by Hype4.com
Photos by Piotr Haltof - tags
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- Track Name: Fellow De Se
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Sweet stagnation - fake dejection
Can’t run when lying but still I deny this truth – won’t move
Can’t run when lying but still I deny this truth
I'm so fucking tired. Yet I need to die.
Lazy suicide - I beg you, point the gun...
Blind, deaf, clueless- great indolence
Can’t build destroying but I still avoid this truth – won’t do
Can’t build destroying but I still avoid this truth
I'm so fucking tired. Yet I need to die.
Lazy suicide - I beg you, point the gun...
Point the gun. Get it done.
I won't run. Why don't you kill me now?
Pow pow pow pow!
Pow pow pow pow!
This is just a poem kids, a play
Don't take it literally, OK?
If you lose your lives, I can't be blamed
Cause I got my own to end today... Pow!
I'm so fucking tired...
I'm so fucking tired. Yet I need to die.
Lazy suicide - I beg you, point the gun...
Point the gun. Get it done.
I won't run. Why don't you kill me now? Pow pow pow pow! - Track Name: Name It
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I got my pipe filled with stupidity
I have this bottle full of hope
I got some time to waste immediately
Sit back, relax, watch this city... burn!
I’m the white to black. I’m the truth to fake…
Above – below, above – below yeah...
I'm the wail to smile. I can fall or fly
Above – below, above – below yeah...
Maker and the tool. I will serve and rule
Above - below, above – below yeah...
I'm the wise, the fool. I am me, I'm you
Above and below...
This day begun about well, 2 p.m.
Damn lyrics worthless, it’s too late
Hey did you ever love to hate yourself?
And are you happy when you’re sad? yeah...
Well I am!
I love that pain… my pain – my gain, my pain - my gain.
Ooo, my pain – my gain...
I’m the white to black. I’m the truth to fake…
Above – below, above – below yeah...
I'm the wail to smile. I can fall or fly
Above – below, above – below yeah...
Maker and the tool. I will serve and rule
Above - below, above – below yeah...
I'm the wise, the fool. I am me, I'm you
Above and below... - Track Name: Dispiriting Times (Glimpse of Hope)
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They seem like ages... dark years of wandering around
I don't remember... I can't recall who I was before
Book without pages... life of no future and no past
Trapped in present... and present is dispiriting
Intoxicated – I suppose, I slipped and lost myself
Remind me baby – when or where, cause I can't find it
I lost my way just yesterday... I tremble scared, ashamed today
I'll search tomorrow... cause present is dispiriting
Intoxicated – I suppose, I slipped and lost myself
Remind me baby – when or where, so I could start to search
Intoxicated – I suppose, I slipped and lost myself
Remind me baby – when or where, cause I can't find it no...
I know you know – Cause I am misguided
I know you see – Because I'm blinded
I know you're true – Cause I'm a liar
I know you can – Cause I can't find it...
Help me seek my destination
I know you're my last resort
Reason for regeneration
You are mine glimpse of hope
Glimpse of hope, that's right...
Intoxicated – I suppose, I slipped and lost myself
Remind me baby – when or where, so I could start to search
Intoxicated – I suppose, I slipped and lost myself
Remind me baby – when or where, cause I can't find it yeah...
Help me find it!
Girl help me find myself! - Track Name: Non Bis In Idem?
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They say there's nothing wrong with making mistakes... Errare humanum est. I'm supposed to learn from them. But what if I don't? What if I'm too stubborn, lazy and stupid to avoid the shit I've already stepped in yesterday? Is it in human nature to self-condemn with chronic collapse? Or is it just my fuckin' nature?
There...
here I go again...
putting hand in flames...
won't predict the pain...
which is coming...
Crawling back to bed, defeated once more. Swearing blind – “I won't do it again. Never”. Bullshit. Proprio motu, I regurgitate the acts of self-destruction. Am I not aware of consequences or is it false hope - “this time I'll conclude”? Non bis in idem?
Just watch me...
The party is over, the bottles are empty and all of my so-called friends left me alone
Tomorrow is sober, tomorrow is angry, tomorrow is regret, repentance and vow
I am so over and I am so empty and all of my so-called fears won't leave me lone
Moral hangover is whispering gently- “you did it again, you fool, you're gone...”
I burned in the joints that I smoked
I drowned in the liquor I poured
I died in the fights I provoked
And I'm no more...
Retract blocked
Door is locked
That's my fault
I'm no more...
The party is over, the bottles are empty and all of my so-called friends left me alone
Tomorrow is sober, tomorrow is angry, tomorrow is regret, repentance and vow
And I am so over and I am so empty and all of my so-called fears won't leave me lone
Moral hangover is whispering gently- “you did it again, you fool, you're gone...” - Track Name: Bogus
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Shoved into world overcrowded with clones
You easily conform - duplicate to the bone
Live weary life in high-colored disguise
Another shade quickly fading away...
Next one aligned...
Fading Away...
You look pretty dead emulating the life
Cause you didn't spend single second of time
Hey Pal - You either walk the world or...
Fall Down - The world is treading on you...
Chic values you follow, and trendy beliefs
Political correctness on your knees
Likable, flexible, compliant - dull
Traits of whore, you know who you are...
Next! next! next!
You look so dead simulating alive
Cause you didn't spend single second of time
Hey Pal - You either walk the world or...
Fall Down - The world is treading on you...
Flash and bones – nothing more... bones and flesh – nothing less
Flash and bones – nothing more... bones and flesh – nothingness...
Crawlin' or walkin' - Babblin' or talkin'
Sleepin' or dreamin'- Breathin' or living...
You're crawlin' or walkin'? You're babblin' or talkin'?
You're sleepin' or dreamin'? - You're breathin' or living...?
Bogus - breathing or leaving are you? - Track Name: Michael Madsen
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I wish my life, was choice of shots, from all the flicks, I love to watch
I'd only speak my favorite quotes from all these films my eyes have touched
Of love and hate, ideal montage – no second takes, the script's top-notch...
Ready set - light it up - I'm prepared...
...And Action!
Gunshot wound, bag full of money
Black Cadillac and booze while driving
And I can't help myself – I'm laughing
And I can't stop myself from crying
I wish my life, was choice of themes, from OST's, I love to hear
Joy, misery, bravado, fear. All closed in tunes to feed my ears
Montage of love and hate – ideal. No second takes, the script is clear...
Ready set- light it up - I'm prepared
...And Action !
Gunshot wound, bag full of money
Black Cadillac and booze while driving
And I can't help myself – I'm laughing
And I can't stop myself from crying
This world'll be my own
Let me ride alone
Sipping booze and looking cool – holding '44
Celluloid gods hear me pray:
Before the credits end please let me jump into your world...
Gunshot wound, bag full of money
Black Cadillac and booze while driving
And I can't help myself – I'm laughing
And I can't stop myself from crying
Hear my prayer...
Celluloid gods !
Hear my prayer...
Celluloid gods hear me pray:
Before the credits end please let me jump into your world...
