1. |
Belle of the Ball
03:35
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My left eye can’t lie
You plucked me out of my idle years
& this does not leave my mind
I am incapable of keeping my distance
No one knows our intentions
With such whimpers will you implode?
Douse me with gasoline & I‘ll lose control
I am incapable of keeping my distance
Show me a piece of skin & I’ll overdose
Are you facing your demons, too?
The things you keep untold
In the colorful lights you are clearly exposed
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2. |
The Bath
03:55
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On the clear waters where the stars sleep, I flap in the wind of winter lands
Where the clouds stain the sky, she is here again
Calling inside my head, her eyes are blinking, she is here every day
It’s louder every day
Despised & insane, she is spread away everywhere
Despised & insane, getting stronger anyway
While the breath of wind twists her great hair, I wait for her to whisper
Her visions of faith and illusions of youth
Less distant than dreams, she moves along but the damage is done
She flickers on the tide
She lies here pale & frail, so beautiful as snow
She won’t wave me goodbye, like almost every time
No tear no cry no bitter love
As she rests with her head in the flood
All disappears in the high waves
& a misty blue light falls strangely from the stars
From the stars
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3. |
Dead End for Delia
04:56
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Her mysterious smile is distorted now
In the cigarette smoke, in the petrol fumes
& in that orient spell & murmurs as she relieves her soul
Her life then goes & the fascination ends
Was there any reality in her dreams?
Was she trying to withhold it like me?
She’s got nothing left to say
Left for dead on that distant shore x2
I am galvanized as I stare at her
Trapped or diluted in this burning wood
This is her great escape from our vulgar life
Her perfume made me forget how to do things right
Now beasts of battle sings their lullaby
While I can’t even remember her voice
Her powers still intact
Left for dead on a distant shore
What does she feel inside now? X2
It’s a different kind of being lost
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4. |
Stars on Black
03:23
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Our pilgrimage comes to its end in this scent of Arabia
A faithless & hopeless journey that feels more like the end of time
Now I left my hope to trap you in my heart again
Nothing will ever shine onto my darkness again
I saw our celestial dreams dying
And the mirages of the ordinary life
Now all gods are destroyed, you left me stranded in here
So discouraged with the futures unknown
Whenever this machine will break down & leave me alone
Now I left my hope to trap you in my heart again
And nothing will ever shine onto my darkness
I do not feel any better dressed up in rags like this
In that very place where I lost my faith
Born in the sad cemetery of the great empires
Grown up in the shadow of some dead dreams
Why have I fooled myself like this?
What do I have traded my joy for?
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Vibrator
02:31
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Hearing laughers in the dark
Seeing unusual moves in the corner of the room
Instead of wider skies
This haunting call in my head
Still fuels my days away
My desire for empty spaces is real or is just gasoline
My desire is a drunken blackout through & through & through
My desire takes me away from you
But staring in the eyes of the highway girls and at the distant stars at night
This awkward feeling slowly deteriorating
And the fear of the places around starts to take hold
And if this desire for loneliness disappears or rolls back
And if someday I find my way home
Will this still wring my heart?
Will you be there, too?
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6. |
Kawasaki
02:20
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Uh I am a slave of my body well, I am a slave for you
I bury my fears, around the world
And I am speeding & I am alive X2
Soothed, frozen, tired & sore in the morning haze
Devastated, bleached away, united in the flesh
& I’ll do it again, I know it for sure
And I am speeding & I am alive X3
Luckily my eyes told (me) where my treasure was
In this flesh and in my heart
My soul called in vain as I was drenched in sweat
I was starving and my body drove
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Ayurveda
03:47
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You know my love for the smiles obscene and feather earrings and things
But I am so restrained when my own dream comes true
At every corner my heart changes I am so in need of self-esteem but I feel like
I have been hit so hard & left dying
No face of war, no fear, no picture of violence comes to me
Just this very pure frustration calling over & over in
Soaking in her hair a hundred times, reckless, relentless of the sin
l mutilate myself just to smell her neck
just scattering myself to the four winds
Still the smell of her skin is calling in
Did you read it on my lips or did I say it at loud?
Your pout tells me you now how far I intended to go
the morning smears up the faces of the easy girls
but I hope that behind this smooth & lifeless face, someone hears & understands
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8. |
Ruin Porn
03:55
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Engraved in a sacred scheme
Flowers grow bigger & bigger against the ruins
And a nuclear wind blows our precious things away
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In Candesenza
03:33
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The secret touch played on her, I whispered the nice words she liked to hear
But in the rays of the flat suns nothing came
Forever yours does not always seem, what it seemed/seems to me
They said freedom is in our hands
And the fire sings In Candesenza
Her brittle voice fades like in a twilight
And with some cold blood, I could break the walls
I heard about the famous great relief of the comfort drugs
& the freedom brought by the rod of steel/engraved by his holy scheme
Are they singing or caring or loving now?
While we are just waiting in rows
We are all just those loners now
Have we done too much or far from enough?
The heavy black coat of anguish slips off my shoulders
And I start sinking into the depths of Bourbon & oblivion
Will we ever reach the surface?
Heavy hopes take us deeper & deeper
So I don’t really want to grow up
Will we ever see a bloody miracle?
Time is up & nothing came
So I really do not want to know
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10. |
Sequoia
05:09
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Who wrote all those disgraceful laws?
Who told us it’s the only way to go?
Who agreed upon this greedy peace?
Who decided to destroy the walls?
Who told her drinking is a ruin?
Stranded off the dirty roads, the miracle is above my head
& all the prayers in the world won’t ever bring it back to life
How far do we intend to drive it away?
How long will we search for some fake control?
Stranded off the dirty roads, the miracle is above my head
Who tampered with the flesh? Who could think that he has won?
But there is no point in looking back
& There is no point in feeling sad
It supersedes all of our highest plans
I start losing sight of the side of the road
Is it all over now?
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OTHER LIES Paris, France
Other Lies has been created in 2017 by Stéphane Debuire, author, composer and guitarist, living in the suburban region of
Paris.
Other Lies explores the dark sonorities of Alternative Rock with introspective lyrics about faith, loneliness, alienation, aging and love. Other Lies's catalogue feature 2 albums: 'Beyond Fur' (2020) and 'Surfacing (2022)
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