1. |
Toss The Tooth
02:46
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Ants learned that they can riot
On a lonely boy
Playing in the sand
Lonesome boy
He laughs when he gets to crush
The only friends he got in his hands
Empty woods
Where is my hood
No grey matters to walk by
Only green pastures and sappy pines
Leaves and stones
Week-end thin love
No, he’s not the one who supplies
Hiding treasures, crafts and sadness in my head
Toss the tooth
No more childhood
Well, he’s mad at his own device
While I deny my complaints and cries
Leaves and stones
Worked my bones
Well, he’s not the one who supplies
Hiding treasures, crafts and sadness in my head
Ants learned that they can riot
On a lonely boy
Playing in the sand
Lonesome boy
He laughs when he gets to crush
The only friends he got in his hands
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2. |
Saint-Mary
03:19
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As she was going down on a risky road
She was afraid of her own shadow
Her devil summoned things that she could not control
See, even Mary ain’t always bold
Her bastards choked on nothing but a freezing cold
And they were praying for a mother’s warmth
Mary came back home with a lot of gold and she said:
“Babies, grow up and get old”
And she said: “Babies, grow up and get old”
She was divine. Immuned from our own kind
Despised. She is now. Of her troubled, awful, mortal life.
And her children crashed for trying to get along
Well, I know it seems trash
To be living with someone you cannot belong
Well, I know it seems trash
To be living with someone you do not belong
She was divine. Immuned from our own kind
Despised. She is now. Of her troubled, awful, mortal life
Heavens went crying when she left the sky
And abandoned her brothers to bleed like all the others
Terrifying, Mary lost her light
Now she looks like a trash can,
Emptied of all its flavors
She's emptied of all her flavors
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3. |
Unsatisfied
04:55
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You’re a shovel
You keep on digging inside of me
Like I’m some kind of enemy
Untrustworthy
And your bubble
Sorry but it’s out of range for me
Like a forgotten melody
One snap and it’s gone
And I was looking over
Over my left shoulder
Under what was left of her
And I was looking over
Over my left shoulder
Under what was left of her
Well I don’t know who’s the traitor
You or the man he pretends to be
And his broken philosophy
Of controlling thee
Now you keep me wake up all night
Wishing you we’re there
Naked and warm
Staying by my side
Well I must resign
And I was looking over
Over my left shoulder
Under what was left of her
Well I knew it was wrong
It never felt so nice
To be left unsatisfied
And I was looking over
Over my left shoulder
Under what was left shoulder
And I knew it was wrong
It never felt so nice
To be left unsatisfied
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4. |
Medicine To My Mind
03:44
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5. |
Blurry
03:58
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It’s getting hard to keep up
Younger minds, they challenge you up
But don’t slow down, it’ll cost too much
If you ever lose touch with how old you are
Hear the old man or listen to mama
To get passed the commas
Your heart thrives for many things, but it’s fine
What you know , won’t always be that way
Mostly it’ll seem blurry
For the better part of your life
Friends will, in certain circumstances
Know better than your own blood
But I think you’ll be alright
Begging hard to grow up
I’m afraid it isn’t useful
When you were a child
You used to smile more than you could handle
Oh breathe, darling
Don’t hang out too often in places
You don’t feel welcomed
You know, it won’t always be that way
Mostly it’ll seem blurry
For the better part of your life
Friends will, in certain circumstances
Know better than your own blood
And I think you’ll be alright
Space and time
Do not make it easier
On her face, Dad
But man, she’s alright
When you stop lurking around
Like a hawk on hunt
So, you say
You know, it won’t always be that way
Mostly it’ll seem blurry
For the better part of your life
Friends will, in certain circumstances
Know better than your own blood
And I think you’ll be alright
Well you know, it won’t always be that way
Mostly it’ll seem blurry
For the better part of your life
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Baladeur Québec City, Québec
Jasmin (Vocals)
JR (Guitar - Vocals)
Romain (Guitar - Vocals)
Julien (Bass)
William (Drums)
Guillaume - (Synth)
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