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24 past nine
01:26
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The Nightmare Tunnel
04:55
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Deep in the smoke, crossing the white line
Don’t know where I am, please give me a sign
The city I knew is now falling apart
Seems like my mind is attacked by poisoned darts
The nightmare tunnel, forever in my brain
Will I lay here, will I go insane
Anxiety's killing me, letting me in this dread
Eyes won’t close but I still remain dead
The lights are all I can see, my mind is rotting in hell
Please dear friends, please get me well
Now in the cold air I've crossed the white line
I know where I am, don’t need no sign
The city I know, is now in front of me
No more attacked but feeling guilty
No more attacked but feeling guilty
No more attacked but feeling guilty!
The nightmare tunnel, forever in my brain
Will I lay here, will I go insane
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No Fireworks
04:56
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Can you see this gig on the bright black curtain?
It shines on us
Can you feel this flame burning, my son?
It warms our hearts
There's a cloud of colours that melds and draws a thousand lines and feels
All is dancing and jumping, blasting and noising in a torchlight procession
The sky's in eruption
Lost in a great explosion
Is it gonna fall on me
I can’t believe what I see
As the angels were shouting
With eyes wide open, I was laughing
And as the rumble was over
It would ring in our ears for ever
Happiness and joy on all the faces 'till next summer that’ll come with all its graces
The sky's in eruption
Lost in a great explosion
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Trapped On Stage
05:20
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The drum is shining through the crowd and very high
The ceiling's light ventures into their thoughts
Her perfume is singing me a lullaby
Lost in thousands endless notes
There's a wonder for our wheres and whys,
Beside any of our sighs
Am I trapped on stage like a witness to a crime?
Selling in pounds my sorrow
Everything has to be said just in time
These notes will always sound hollow
The crowd is gone but somewhere in the dark
Our memories shine like a spark
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The Pig's Eye
06:29
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Walking down the street on one of these sunny days
On Republic square or where the Troubadour plays
Meeting friends and drinkin' or bookin' hours at the BAM
'Till a pretty lady comes to remind me how sick I am
No more looking at my bro just starin' at the floor
This is getting me back to when I was four
Feeling guilt for the beast that’s taking me down
Sometimes I wish I could make it drown!
Getting tired of using the Pig’s Eye
Shame, shame, shame, shame on me
Taking a moment to apologize
To the girls I've attacked with my eyes
Lack of self-control is killing me
A filthy monster is what I must be
There’s no other reason for my loneliness
Believe me my brain is such a mess
If I can’t find somebody for a cure
I’ll probably lose my mind for sure
Getting tired of using the Pig’s Eye
Shame, shame, shame, shame on me
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No Fireworks Metz, France
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