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Shallow Man
02:52
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Countryside’s out of my flat in Berlin
I hope you form your family,
I hope you find your friends
While you work like a slave
I’m gonna get a very richer man
Where’s the sun? Where’s the air?
I don’t care
While you breathe the pollution
That drops my private plane
I’m hanging round with models
In Manhattan drinking fresh Moët
You’re getting poor and I’m shallow man
We’re toys in hands of economy
But while you sweat your blood to pay mortgage
I’m shallow man
Supersize value of my investments
How proud’s my father of me
He taught me very well
I’ll come into his firm
While you drown into your own payments
But what is life? Must be something more than this
I got a new depression, how lonely can I be
I only got my money but your humble life is gold for me
You’re getting poor and I feel so sad
We’re toys in hands of economy
But while you sweat your blood to pay mortgage
I’m hollow man
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2. |
Disfrutar sin consumir
03:32
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Hoy la mentira es ser feliz
Y disfrutar sin consumir
Dietas Express y descubrir
Cómo acabar con el estress
El dulce rebaño humano en su redil
Se queda pastando su estúpido porvenir
Y tal vez poder sentir algo
Por una vez, lograr estar a salvo
Sería especial en este mundo extraño
Donde existir es volver del trabajo
Hoy este mundo es para ti
El circo global del que reír
Yo fui al encuentro de tu piel
Y me cobraste un arancel
El futuro como un eje roto en nuestro cielo
Vemos el vaso medio lleno de veneno
Y tal vez poder sentir algo
Por una vez, quiero salir del fango
Dejar atrás este universo extraño
Donde vivir es tener un trabajo
Y joder, hay que creer en algo
Por una vez, quiero salir del fango
Dejar atrás, oh no, este discurso extraño
Donde existir es volver del trabajo
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3. |
Pee through the sink
03:14
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Time flows away like this pee through the sink
I turn to see that your eyes don’t see me
Now that you’re gone feel no needle in my arm
True love for me really sounds like drug-shit
What the hell you’re waiting for
That you never found before in me
Break the mould
You got your tears and I got my torn
And yes I’m drunk
Please go and leave it
But I got a limit
Out on the streets
Cops are beating trouble kids
The whore and the junk
Wait for saviours at dawn
What the hell you’re waiting for
That you never had before
Break the mould
You got pain I got waste in my heart
Raise the mud
Please go and leave it
Cause I got a limit
It seem that it never calms down that it’s never concrete
The chance to forget all the past, to erase all my sins
What the hell you want from me?
I’m a clown but not for thee
Break the mould
I’m not waiting at your door
Raise the mud
Please fucking leave it
Forget that I’m living
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Siglos atrás quemé mis noches
Donde andarán tantas damas sin moral
Todo acabó sin más reproches
Bata y salón, dormitando en el sofá
Y aún tengo la sensación
De un holocausto extraño en mi corazón
Mi juventud se esfumó
Ya no hay voz interior
Mi música se marchitó
Se oxidó por la inacción
Administrar mi decadencia
es aceptar toda una demolición
Y aún tengo esa sensación
De un holocausto extraño en mi corazón
Sin más, todo se esfumó
Es la dimensión de mi depresión
Y aún tengo la sensación
De un holocausto extraño en mi corazón
Mi juventud se esfumó
Y aún tengo la sensación
De un holocausto extraño en mi corazón
Sin más, todo se esfumó
Es la dimensión de mi depresión
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5. |
Que te pyrex
02:36
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Quiero dejar de arrastrarme por donde camines
Y no me mires, la tentación no la pintan calva
Hay tipos gordos y calvos con mucho dinero
Y lo que quiero, lo tienen gratis y cada noche
Y si me enfrento al infierno de tú corazón
Qué me vas a decir, si el enfermo soy yo
Y si al cruzar este incendio no tengo elección
Ya no quiero sentir, se acabó la extorsión
Y que te pires, en cuanto termine de echar todo
Y no me abraces, que al verterme me entra sueño
No hay inversión más ruinosa que la del que espera
Que alguien le quiera, aunque haga trizas sus esperanzas
Un ruiseñor me cantó y me dijo “¿qué esperas?
Ninguna nena hará la guerra frente a tu casa”
Y si me enfrento al invierno de tú corazón
Qué me vas a decir, si el enfermo soy yo
Y si al cruzar este incendio no queda elección
Ya no quiero sentir otra demolición
Y que te pires, en cuanto termine de echar todo
Y no me abraces, que al correrme me entra sueño
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6. |
Rattles at dawn
03:22
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Another time walking up the road
There’s a mention of attention
Yeah, you should have ever really known
Common life’s knocking at the door
There’s a marriage, and some children,
a domestic happiness to be born, but oh no!
The conventions have prepared their intervention
in the plot of your song, so c’mon
What's wrong, sweetheart?
Choose the final road
Drug your pain with love
And if you miss your life, indeed
Just take a look, no one is free
The mirror says that that you're growing old
And some friends are getting married
Some of them are shaking rattles at dawn
Hey, what’s wrong?
It´s the percussion of illusion
For the lives that will replace you all, but say so
Ain't you tired of hanging out with all the kids?
Your own way seems to be gone
And so on, the fish is sold
Choose the final road
Drug your pain with love
And if you miss your life, indeed
Just look outside, no one is free
Choose the gentle road
Drug your pain with love
And if you miss some fucking thing
Just take a look we’re dead, indeed
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7. |
Stare to the stairs
03:35
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If you stare to the stairs would you dare
Looking me like it didn´t was the end?
If you go where you go, you should know
That my heart will not beat like that again
If you stare to the stairs could you say
Does it mean that I'll never see your face?
If you know that this love is a show
Could you tell when the curtains fell?
Cause I need to pretend
That this role never ends
Then I'd feel just a bit ashamed
If you leave through the stairs would you care?
Kissing me like we didn't ever met
If you go where the hell you should go
Please, erase just this bitter face
Cause I need to pretend
That this role never ends
Then I'd feel little less ashamed
Why can't it be like used to be
Before the saddest storm unleash?
Everyone cheat, no one is free
They only change the scene to run like thiefs
Cause we need to pretend
That this role never ends
Then we feel little less ashamed
If you stare to the stairs would you dare
Looking me like it didn´t was the end?
If you go where you go, you should know
(Don't you know I'm coming home?)
That my heart will not beat like that again
(I'll go anywhere)
If you stare to the stairs could you say
Does it mean that I'll never see your face?
If you go where you go, you should know
(Can't you pick the telephone?)
That my heart will not beat like that again
(Never be the same...)
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8. |
Loving someone like me
04:08
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Being a good girl, doing your homework,
loving someone who loves you
Keep on studying, be responsible, get a good job,
a place to live
You don't really need meeting someone like me
You don't really mean loving someone like me
Aha, aha
Look at your babies at sunday park days,
stare at your own life with no achieves
Get bored of your couple, your big decisions,
Outdated routine you have reached
You don't really need meeting someone like me
You don't really mean loving someone like me
Aha, aha
Guess I'm meeting someone else now,
we get out driving in the evenings
While you're standing for the kids
I ask myself what didn't work out
But I just want to settle something
put my heart on loan for living
It has vanished, you and me now
there's no use in hiding this time
We don't really need feeling something to live
We don't really need loving someone, you see
Aha, aha
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9. |
Coro de borrachos
03:06
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En un coro de borrachos
Soy la gran atracción
Abrazando mi fracaso
Una gran tradición
Queda tanto por fingir
En la rueda soy feliz
Algo me he perdido
Y ya no entiendo lo que ha sucedido
que todo el mundo sabe a dónde va
Genial
En hogares y en despachos
Tienen niños y amor
Todos van a sus gimnasios
Su proyecto triunfó
Y se me atasca el porvenir
Sin saber a dónde ir
Algo habré bebido
Y ya no entiendo lo que ha sucedido
Y si no corres te atropellarán
Genial
Instrumental
Algo me he perdido
Y ya no entiendo lo que ha sucedido
Prefiero no moverme a tropezar
Sin más
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10. |
Todo será diferente
02:53
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Engañados por este mundo
que nos deja exprimidos sin suerte
¿Dónde están todos los senderos
que me alejan de vidas inertes?
Querer luchar no es sinónimo de saber revolverse
Dejas de andar, y las piernas ya no responden
Es lo mismo siempre
Sólo hay que creerse
Que ésta vez, todo será diferente
El presente se desmorona,
el egoísmo es la única suerte
Ahí afuera hay un cielo gris
que aconseja evitar el relente
Por qué esperar,
se han largado sin ti los trenes y pierdes
Por no arriesgar frente al imperio de los mediocres
Es lo mismo siempre
Sólo hay que engañarse
ésta vez, todo será diferente
Rebélate, sólo esperan de ti que no les molestes
Mientras tú caes, su desprecio se vuelve enorme
Lucha por tu suerte
Deja de creerte
Que ésta vez, todo será diferente
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11. |
Crisis
03:48
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Cómo vamos a mentirnos hoy
A bailar bajo este chaparrón
Si habitamos un circo atroz
Donde no hay más que codicia y corrupción
Cómo hablar si es mudo este guión
Por dónde nos vendrán las hostias hoy
Quebrantados en un rincón
Cuando sólo la avaricia es el motor
Dime cómo vamos a salir de esta situación
Cuando todo se derrumba al interior
Qué más van a recortarnos hoy
La yugular, los sueños de evasión
Esta deuda les retrató
Su estrategia sacrifica al inferior
Cómo vamos a dejar atrás la gran depresión
Si el rescate que proponen nos hundió
Instrumental
Dime cómo vamos a salir de esta situación
Cuando todo se derrumba al interior
Cómo vamos a dejar atrás la gran depresión
Si el remedio causa una revolución
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12. |
The town without name
06:16
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If you'd like, any time
We could dance
Lifting each other
through pale blue skies
till the night embraces us
keeping our daydreams
and land again in a town without name
abandoned like derelict spring
scattered by one draft of wind
irritating their eyes with the dust of our lives
instrumental
If you have any mind
We could try
Lying each other by acting like
we have loved ourselves and this world
Like we should have done in
A past changed in a town without name
Abandoned like derelict spring
Scattered by one draft of wind
Irritating their eyes with the dust of our lives
And fly again through the town without name
Pulling our ashes away
And haunt this place again when the gambling wind
Decides to play with ourselves
Instrumental
And fly again through the town without name
Pulling our ashes away
And haunt this place again when the gambling wind
Decides to play with ourselves
And fly again in a town without name
Pulling our ashes away
And haunt this place again when the gambling wind
Decides to play with ourselves
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Nonver es un grupo de rock alternativo. Las influencias musicales de la banda tienen como fuente principal el rock alternativo británico y estadounidense, con exponentes tales como Franz Ferdinand, The Strokes, Radiohead, Placebo, Bloc Party, Arctic Monkeys y Mando Diao. ... more
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