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Harder Than Honey
04:18
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Pulling a trigger enough to settle on this gorgeous land
I miss the rain
Chasing the devil the crowd is over
But it’s hard to whisper in a polluted world
Creating me problems I still believe that
The Life is better somewhere else
Dancing and dancing and moving my body
Such a stupid puppet I feel so good.
And I kiss your neck under a holy bush
You see me (as) the same as in a comic cartoon
I kiss your neck, you see me (as) the same
Sleeping for days, I hibernate solo,
Don’t disturb me I could be nasty
I’m such an old bear depressing more,
Harder than honey I’m resisting
And I kiss your neck under a holy bush
You see me (as) the same as in a comic cartoon
I kiss your neck, you see me (as) the same
Looking back on me the wind which blew
During this kiss I’m laughing at myself
I’m too romantic it turns in the great masquerade
I’m your sad baby
And I kiss your neck under a holy bush
You see me (as) the same as in a comic cartoon
I kiss your neck, you see me (as) the same...
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Transformed
04:33
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I will make of you a man
You a trans or something else for others men
You will thank, you will thank me for the transform
TV break, Movie makes,
Movie making on a big cam and on a big bed
Oh Big Ben will be ringing on London
With a stripe on our couch
We are hype and we are rough
You are now a transformed
And I’m riding you again, and I confirm
We’re in a race and we will win
Oh Today and tomorrow again.
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You seem to feel like a coward
If you go out and run.
Maybe, you will have an award
To be so deaf and dumb.
But you stay here, you listen
With all the fears of the world
On your shoulders.
You will soon decide to set off
Cause you’ll be too tired.
You will meet up great clever men
That nobody listens, nobody listens to.
But you stay here, you listen
With all the fears of the world
On your shoulders.
Maybe up to the end of the world
You will keep your slippers.
You will remain laid on the ground
And Watch crossing the sun.
But you stay here, you listen
With all the fears of the world
On your shoulders.
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Paper Boats And Owls
04:39
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I am a psycho and I keep eyes opened to look for my bear
Who has give it away
In my paranoia you know
I feel for you some like a « tic » in my head
When I say hello, boy,
You put your eyes on me as if I was a fool man
No I don’t think so
I’m just crossing the road even if you’re on my way
Now in my melodrama
You draw my dreams on paper boats and owls
Yesterday, I drew on my window some smiley boy
I still kiss on the neck
I paint with yellow
The sky, the snow and the whole sky with grey
You go in my sorrow to know what’s my own
What’s my great problem
That’s why I’m where you are
Your mind is a better shelter
Than my mind who’s the saddest shelter ‘cause
Your mind is a better shelter
Than my mind who’s the saddest
Shelter…
I am a psycho and I keep eyes opened to look for my bear
Who has give it away.
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Pay You For The Night
05:09
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I wish I had you for the night
I swear that i will be a man
I won’t be shy you will be there
I go inside, you go insane.
And I’m ready. Are you ready ?
Oh pretty, pretty womanized
I feel you skin on my, oh my,
My body sweet, my legs, my mind,
You go insane, I go inside.
And I’m ready.
I’m ready to pay you for the night.
I’m ready to bear, to know the price.
I want to join you in your bed
I wish you hate you’re scared
I want you to hang me, hang,
Into your arms oh by your nails
Oh please my Darling come in my
My cardboard box, my shelter, my
My legs, my mind, my skin my ride
My legs, my mind, my skin my ride
And I’m ready to pay you for the night.
I’m ready to bear, to know the price.
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I wish I met you not today
I cannot bear the sense of prayer
And by the way I walk a way
I don’t return my back on bay
I don’t give up my soul who says
That by the way I walk a way
I don’t return my back on bay
No I don’t want to see you now
You remind all the blood, the lies
I keep in my mind I keep inside
And all the words you left behind
You put in bottles you put in bags
Your underpairs, your socks, your bras
Your photo booth, which I like not
Your fucking music I don’t like
My empty flat is meaningless
I try to perform it with sex
My empty flat is meaningless
I try...
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Jerk Me
03:53
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The rain, the fog, my brain who falls
Behind the folks who strikes the pose, no where to go
And I’m crushing out, crushing out like a fool runner in a marathon
Yellow the cab driving me mad « Where is my mind »
Singing in mind, but what to find
And I’m the king now, the king now like Forest Gump on the “66” road
You jerk me now
You jerk me
But what the fuck, where do you hide, maybe I’m blind,
Maybe you’re shy answer me now.
I look for you now, Oh like Tom the cat who searches Jerry now.
Answer me now ! It’s not so fun I am frightened
Where are you stuck? are you unsafe ?
Because I panic now, I panic now
And I’ll break the cab with a baseball bat.
The rain, the fog, my brain who falls
Behind the folks who strikes the pose, no where to go
And I’m crushing out, crushing out
And I’ll break the cab with a baseball bat.
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Join The Pole
03:30
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When I heard
«The better is to sell again your own soul »
To enter in the classic hole,
The world we live in nowadays
Mum I get out, sorry I’m selfish
When the music is frustrating,
What’s my goal?
I join the pole.
And speak to seals,
The only ones who understand me
Mum I get out, sorry I’m selfish
And that’s all that I can be
And when also
I prostitute myself for all,
you fuck me too
And that’s awesome,
To see the lies I can invent
When I’m above
Mum I get out, sorry I’m selfish
And that’s all.
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In The Backyard Semallé, France
Depuis 2010, s’inscrivant dans un univers Pop/Rock, ITB mêle ses influences (Archive, Radiohead, Ghinzu…) à son quotidien.
Spontanément, il s’en dégage une sensibilité et une énergie communicative.
Flirtant avec un univers progressif, les guitares envoûtantes et agitées se lient à une section rythmique bien rodée et à une voix féminine aux textes personnels qui ne laissent pas indifférent.
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