1. |
When It Gets Dark
02:46
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If it gets dark you’ll never know
And if I wait you’ll be alone
I’m fading
Constantly repeating
That I hate this kinda awkward feeling
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2. |
Younger
02:23
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Everybody's getting through
But I feel sorrows under my skin
Treat me like your eldest son
Tell me something, I lost my grip
They said: "The time makes past pass by"
Maybe it won't and we'll just die
I will repeat your lies again
Everybody's getting through
Everybody's getting through
Everybody's getting through
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3. |
Don't Bother
02:20
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Even when you come at me
Even when we come undone
Even if you’ll fall again
Don’t insist, cuz you still won’t know why
Even when you came prepared
Even when you come undone
Even then you’ll get the same
Same old feelings, just don’t bother yet
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4. |
Your Orchestra
03:04
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I’m always in between
what
I want and what I need
I’m always coming back
There's no way out this cul-de-sac
I’m always in between
My weak voice
And your orchestra
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5. |
Friends
02:50
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Look at me, I look tired
Can we please
Stay here for a while
I forgot everything we’ve been through last night
It seems like we’ll spend our night here
Look at you, you look fine
You’re never sad, but you’re never right
I forgot everything you told me last night
I hope this was the last fight
We’re long time friends
We’re never sad
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6. |
Beach Slang
02:47
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A look in her eyes
Seeing myself
A clouded grey sky
As always I learnt nothing
A look at myself in a mirror
I learnt nothing
I learnt nothing
Everyone leaves,
Why wouldn’t you?
What if I left?
What would you do?
A look in her eyes
Seeing myself
I might be too shy
Like last year I’m still blinded
Seeing nothing in the mirror
I learnt something
I learnt something
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7. |
Not A Boy
03:55
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Can’t take responsibilities
Can’t take anything seriously
I’m not a boy
Not yet a man
Can’t find anything good about me
Not sure if I can handle this whole thing
I’m not a boy
Not yet a man
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8. |
Colorful Gradient
02:58
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I’m a colorful gradient
Every shade takes the shape of your eyes
Everything you want me to be
I will be
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Poets Were Wrong Lombardy, Italy
Four friends and a practice room, since 2013.
Cremona, Italy
Emo/Alternative
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