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Pay no mind to the bolted door
Feels like I've been here before
Screen projector shows the unexpected
While my blood runs cold
Just a girl I used to know
With all those little jokes
Turned into fragments that I can't recall
Because there just a detail in my tale
Rewind and tape
Recording my mistakes
As I tumble down the straits
Your lips tell more
Than your words ever could
Because all they seem to do is bruise
So many spirits I could pass as a psychic
Looks like the first scene of a horror flick
Lens of Polaroid becomes paranoid
As you end up with what you've tried to avoid
Staring back at my former self
True happiness doesn't come from a bookshelf
My last goodbye left the ends untied
From who I was before
Rewind and tape
Recording my mistakes
As I tumble down the straits
Your lips tell more
Than your words ever could
Because all they seem to do is bruise
Lens of polaroid
Show me something that I haven't seen before
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Concubine (demo)
03:20
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Lingering on lingerie
Your latent cabaret
Keep your mind occupied
Little men in little kingdoms
Sleep with you in vivid visions
Dancing on a razor's edge
They walk around the avenues
But they won't find anyone like you
Clinging on to sentiment
What is time but a measurement
Slap a number on the days I've spent
Until you fade away
Smoke caresses your lips like a gentle lover
As it did with all the others
Concubine concubine
You're clearing up my fantasm
The best laid plans of mice and men
Are swept away just by your hand
Life's a party but you're not invited
Now you've broken by wear and tear
Words so hollow when they're spoken
Right state of mind but the wrong thing to do
What's the point in saying goodbye
When noone understands you
Smoke caresses your lips like a gentle lover
As it did with all the others
Concubine concubine
You're clearing up my fantasm
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Façade (demo)
03:40
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Film noir silhouette
Menthol cigarettes
Backdrop of smooth jazz
Rain pours down your dress
Smile so noone knows you're insincere
About why you're actually here
Because she lies and she cheats
Will do anything to make ends meet
She kills and she steals
And all in high heels
Oh Lord she's a façade
And it will all end with a bang
Of a firing squad
Jekyll and Hyde
Criminal mastermind
Are you waiting for the train
Or just a place to hide
Have your demons finally caught up with you
Am I the last one that you could turn to
Because she lies and she cheats
Will do anything to make ends meet
She kills and she steals
And all in high heels
Oh Lord she's a façade
And it will all end with a bang
Of a firing squad
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The Four Rotterdam, The Netherlands
THE FOUR is a promising four piece rockband that makes rough Garage Rock with catchy guitarriffs, ice rocker vocals and a pumping beat based in Rotterdam.
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