1. |
Silica
05:27
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into laboratories i believed have seen life born
but i saw the interventions acting violently
alway changing shape, but keeping the essence
and nobody saw that until you clean the lenses
condensed oxygen,
reaction by a combination
monomers in combustion
caused a polymerization
there's no solvent to my inertia
i was framed under a fire glowing
and i might not mean too much to ya
i act under mutation, i'm still growing
i am hard to handle,
and you won't color me with natron
but if you want you can even gamble
i am intense as a volcano
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2. |
Surgery Intervention
03:10
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i bring something inside me,
i bring with me the strange sense of creation
there's life inside me, i can feel it
tell me how act in favor of an intervention?
and i still feel the movements,
i even believe there's something in me
to make bleed and die, and do appear right,
apply this sentence to me, apply..
this life's stirring what's inside of me,
there's nothing i can do
this life's eating what's inside of me,
there's nothing i can do
i bring something inside me,
slowly trying to cause me a reaction
inside me there's a bastard life,
and therefore insists on my attention
call for medical help for me,
call for medical help..
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3. |
Cloudy Morning Blues
05:09
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i am still following them,
by no means i'll forget you easy
don't stand here today
'cause i am not good, really
you're naïve, i know
i don't want to offend you
but everything is going
to there side
hear the wailing of the subways at night,
not even the stars can be happy
a so intense wind already threw us against the wall
but we are trying to be steady
the weak lights of the afternoon
wants to talk with you, wants to talk with you
and when the early morning comes,
i hope meet you in there drive-thru
and when the world
goes to explode
i will sing for you
the new old blues..
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4. |
Light-Minded Love Song
05:10
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i fly,
i'll die
but i'll find
a way to shine
a mountain to climb
or even you, divine
gives winds to my mind
gives to my love a light
a light for my love,
a love for my mind
a hand for a glove
an eye for the blind
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5. |
Black Heart
06:23
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if i have any doubt about you,
just go away and leave me alone
the sounds that make me believe in you
just go away and i still don't know what i should do
you are wearing my preferied shirt
i don't feel good today
well, i know you're yelling for love,
but nothing happens like the way we wanted to
black heart, black heart
tell me where you're hidden
black heart, black heart
you make me catch all the spiders
where is the greatest feeling
that you have got to show us?
if we are really your slaves,
how can we suffer without pain?
truth is not the only remedy
and women will not solve our troubles
every little piece of the fear
will look and tell us we are all fools
black heart, black heart
tell me where you're hidden
black heart, black heart
you make me catch all the spiders
if you said you have loved,
all my sacrifices are in vain
black heart, if you really love me
please make me feel some pain
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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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