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Three Feet Tall
03:25
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You're in a room
On a floating house
No windows to see outside
There's scratching at the door
A crack is heard
And suddenly, the floor goes out
You're falling again
You're three feet tall
Everyone stares at your protocol
You're center of the room, all eyes on you
You wrap yourself in your inner tomb
You pick up the phone
There's trouble within
They never ask what state you're in
You better check-in to the Bedlam Hotel
You never know when you're going to hell
You're falling again
You're three feet tall
Everyone stares at your protocol
You're center of the room, all eyes on you
You wrap yourself in your inner tomb
You're falling again
You're three feet tall
Everyone stares at your protocol
You're center of the room, all eyes on you
You wrap yourself in your inner tomb
A knock at the door, the doctor will see you now
Swap your costume for a dressing gown
He checks your heart, it beats black
You're temperature is never coming back
You're out of your body, you're floating above
No one promises you, there's pure love
You're falling again
You're three feet tall
Everyone stares at your protocol
You're center of the room, all eyes on you
You wrap yourself in your inner tomb
You're falling again
You're three feet tall
Everyone stares at your protocol
You're center of the room, all eyes on you
You wrap yourself in your inner tomb
You're falling again
You're three feet tall
Everyone stares at your protocol
You're center of the room, all eyes on you
You wrap yourself in your inner tomb
You're falling again
You're three feet tall
Everyone stares at your protocol
You're center of the room, all eyes on you
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2. |
Lys Mort
04:09
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In, her house, of screams
She, is, a dream, machine
Don’t, wake up, from life’s, mirroring
Break the, looking glass, and break your wings
Nightmare of insanity, slices, your skin
Another, cyber hit, and you’ll, begin
Falling, wondering, calming, slumbering
Feeding, the machine, that sucks your mind
Rest, your head, in, peace
You, are, in a fantasy
R.E.M. your sleep, release
Call your conductor, all-aboard
Falling, wondering, calming, slumbering
Feeding, the machine, that sucks your mind
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3. |
Crypt
04:01
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She was seventeen
And she knew everything
She snuck out at quarter-to-three
She got on his bike
And flew out of sight
The wind, moon and the smell of sea
They drove through the gates, at burial hill
And stopped at the tomb of Wilmott Till
Laid on the grass, and locked their lips
They never went home again
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
Ten years' pass
She's forgotten now
Six feet under a burial mound
A couple above start making love
The smell of blood Is too much for her now
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
Church bells ring
Stop everything
The bride and groom
Exchange their rings
The undead corps
Crash through the door
Bite and chew
Such a bloody gore!
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
One love one love from heaven above
One hate one hate from six feet below
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey
The dead, will play
Hey, Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
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4. |
Rise at Dusk
02:38
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Can’t wait until midnight
To rise, from my grave
Never step into sunlight
Oh, and do what I crave, all eyes upon me
As I dance on this stage
Don’t care about
Anything, it's all too much
Time means,Nothing here
I have no fears
Love disappears
Swinging on and on
Bats on the floor
Dancing minuets
Clove Cigarettes
Dark Leatherettes
Don’t give up
Don’t give in
Don’t give up
Never don't give in
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5. |
Exhale
06:07
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Exhale, when it's too much
Inhale, when you feel out of touch
Exhale, when you're world collapses in
Inhale, when you can no longer swim
It's out of bounds
It's out of time
The situation, is too much to climb
Get out of the hole
We are within
Press restart
Let's begin
Exhale, when it's too much
Inhale, when you feel out of touch
Exhale, when you're world collapses in
Inhale, when you can no longer swim
The things we see
On TV
Will not
Set us free
Please take us home
Knock our leaders off the thrones
Exhale, when it's too much
Inhale, when you feel out of touch
Exhale, when you're world collapses in
Inhale, when you can no longer swim
Watching time
Pass us by
When asked, they deny
They're futures, are all dead
They're future lessons, are all unread
Exhale, when it's too much
Inhale, when you feel out of touch
Exhale, when you're world collapses in
Inhale, when you can no longer swim
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6. |
Die
02:27
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7. |
Rewind
13:29
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9. |
Travel to Mars
04:00
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10. |
2055
02:54
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11. |
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VERSE 1: (00:36)
She was seventeen
And she knew everything
She snuck out at quarter-to-three
She got on his bike
And flew out of sight
The wind, moon and the smell of sea.
They drove through the gates, at burial hill
And stopped at the tomb of Wilmott Till.
Laid on the grass, and locked their lips
They never went home again
CHORUS: (1:08)
The dead, will play,
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
The dead, will play,
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Verse 2: (1:25)
Ten years’ pass,
She’s forgotten now
Six feet under a burial mound
A couple above start making love
The smell of blood Is too much for her now
(CHORUS) (1:41)
VERSE 3: (1:56)
Church bells ring,
Stop everything,
The bride and groom,
Exchange their rings
The undead corps
Crash through the door
Bite and chew
Such a bloody gore!
(CHORUS) (2:12)
BRIDGE: (2:28)
One love (one love) from heaven above
One hate (one hate) from six feet below
(REPEAT CHORUS 2X) (3:00)
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12. |
Lys Mort (Goblin remix)
03:02
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In, her house, of screams
She, is, a dream, machine
Don’t, wake up, from life’s, mirroring
Break the, looking glass, and break your wings
Nightmare of insanity, slices, your skin
Another, cyber hit, and you’ll, begin
Falling, wondering, calming, slumbering
Feeding, the machine, that sucks your mind
Rest, your head, in, peace
You, are, in a fantasy
R.E.M. your sleep, release
Call your conductor, all-aboard
Falling, wondering, calming, slumbering
Feeding, the machine, that sucks your mind
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DESAR Brooklyn, New York
Désar, is a Romantic – a musical poet for the modern age. explores the mystical and mysterious through his moody compositions.
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