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Intro
02:50
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2. |
Black Bones
05:02
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now i see flowers melting below the sun
while people walks with headphones
well, i have to confess, friends
i have black bones
now i see different ways to finally get satisfaction
even when i am alone
well, i think you already know
i have black bones
now i feel the distance dying, with no mercy
i still don't have a home
and the world needs to know now
i have black bones
now i can see joy in other people
this blues, just like a telephone
they try to cut my own hair now
but they can't, i said i have black bones
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3. |
Libra
05:22
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it's a matter of mass,
it's a list of numbers,
the importance of sense of weight,
deafening noise of thunders
it's a matter of physics,
or a matter of strength
imperial system, obsolete,
the variants were maintened
i will determine what you will be
and you shall live up in the air
i will ordain what you will see
and what you ought or could repair
thou shalt be a triple
thou shalt be also cardinal
a measure of balance,
or just someone special
thou shalt be hidden beauty
and will affect what's real
you should cultivate magnolias
but you remain stuck in what's virtual
and the stars in the sky,
they will be there to guide you
they will shine intensily
and the stars in the sky,
they will be there to hide you,
they will hide you from your fears
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4. |
Letter to Carollina
04:58
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i heard you're alone
and also heard you're trying to learn with the mistakes you've done in the past
at first, i suffered, but now i can handle this kind of pain
i'll feel better with the time
it was as if my pupils were dilated
and after a long time, they returned to the usual
i still can't see everything clear
but the sepia images are being colored gradually
an oil-painted picture, a small patch
an empty seat in the last train
tears falling to the floor laden with feeling
or just a random meeting in a winter morning
i'm glad i got back all my books and clothes
they don't have your scent anymore
after years and years and years bent at your feet
now i lift up, i feel so much more strong
and i wish you could give a direction to your life now
'cause i won't be present to make guesses
i still can't see everything clear
but the sepia images are being colored gradually
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5. |
Counterweight
03:09
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get my soul, troll my brain
can't be low, i can't explain
searching chemistry, please don't play the fool
cause i've never met somebody like you
but i don't feel good today
(my mind is blowin' in the wind)
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6. |
Something Different
04:00
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give me pills
give me your love
give me your hate
give me pills
give me your body
give me some drugs
but give me pills
and give me peanuts
give me something empty,
i want to let it full
give me something different,
i want to show i'm intelligent
give me some food
help me, i'm hungry
give me a teacher
'cause i'm feeling funny
give me nothing
i guess i won't fall
but give me something
i will light it all
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7. |
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girl, i've done this for you
girl, i did as you asked me to
do you wanna be my mermaid?
or become yourself onto an old maid?
you better hear me this time..
girl, i've done this for you
girl, don't treat me as i was a fool
so girl, will you hold my sway?
you shouldn't be coward, oh you shouldn't be afraid
you better give winds to your mind
girl, i've done this for you
girl, i've done this for you
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8. |
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i see you enjoyin' freedom
but you still need some wisdom
my life is just a season
of a novel that makes no reason
i see you enjoyin' freedom...
you grow,
you're growing low
killing the bloom
acting as a doom
but you will show
life goes on
and doesn't matter my sins,
you see i'm not clean
but i'm getting better soon
i see you enjoyin' freedom
but you still need some wisdom
my life is just a season
of a novel that makes no reason
i see you enjoyin' freedom...
darling, the moon
i'll give you the moon
if you respect
what i reflect
when i am without you
and deeply bad
feeling really sad
but don't you think it's over
'cause i haven't finished it yet
i see you enjoyin' freedom
but you still need some wisdom
my life is just a season
of a novel that makes no reason
i see you enjoyin' freedom...
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9. |
Love Song no. 2
05:22
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for what you are i call you my princess
and having you as my princess, that's priceless
without you i remember all my losses
i lose my sense, i lose my forces
'cause you're so far away...
i really need a piece of advice,
i need a way to find the advantages
of living without you, darling
without you, i hit the ceiling
how i wish to dab your hand
i know you're not so close
so i send the best of me to you,
and after all, could lay by your side
and other things needless to say
wish you could sight nearby
so i'd meet you soon and hold you tight
now you're so far away
ooh, you're so far away
i want you to take care
i want you to be your tack
and also satisfy your desires
i wanna be the way you like
now you're so far away..
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10. |
God's Warehouse Blues
05:06
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i'm afraid of die, i never saw monkeys with knives
there's a new trouble, there's an old letter
i choose watch it 'cause nobody teached me
maybe somebody could turn his red into a deep green
and she's still running,
running from an harmless mouse
but she knows, jesus is a truck
headed to god's warehouse
i'm listening the alarms but it don't make any sense to me,
i just know i'm alive, i was set completely free
and suddenly you came and said: "hey, we should build a house!"
don't lie to me; i know you're still practicing things that i don't agree
now i see you're hungry
but someday you'll be satisfied
by now, you should know:
jesus is a truck headed to god's warehouse
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11. |
Barbiturates
04:31
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your thoughts poisoned all my system
i can't think anymore
you know the places i went, babe
i was pissed, down into the floor
woohoo...
barbiturates will drag you down, babe
barbiturates will drag you down
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Black Cold Bottles São Paulo, Brazil
we are a band originally from São Paulo, Brazil.
formed by Larissa Lobo (vocals, guitars, ukulele), Bruno Carnovale (vocals, guitars, piano/keyboards, other instruments), Gabriel Brito (vocals, bass) and Caio Souza (drums and percussion).
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