1. |
Witches
04:27
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He’s waiting at the counter
To buy some happiness
The watch on his wrist
Is worth some hundred dollar bills
Says he’s got the cure
To the hungry and the poor
As he throws his bombs
On their ships about to moor
With a smirk upon his face
He’ll lay flowers on our graves
And he's comin' with his aides
How they want your sweet embrace
With a smirk upon his face
He’ll lay flowers on our graves
And he's comin' with his aides
How they want your sweet embrace
He speaks for compassion
But in his hands, just emptiness
Don’t let him give you the touch
Or death will give you caress
He’s wating at the counter
To buy some happiness
The watch on his wrist
Is worth some hundred dollar bills
With a smirk upon his face
Killin' flowers on our graves
On his look all turned to stone
It's recorded on the tapes
With a smirk upon his face
Killin' flowers on our graves
On his look they turned to stone
It's recorded on the tapes
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2. |
My Life Is
04:12
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I got a feeling, I got a feeling
I think I’m bleeding, I think I’m bleeding
I got a feeling, I got a feeling
Oh I’m bleeding
Yes I’m bleeding
Oh, tonight, you had me blow my own mind
Every night, I keep on searching mankind
With every movement you make
Another nerve of me awakes
I got a feeling, I got a feeling
Inside my dreams, I’m always bleeding
My body's chilling, my head is drilling
And I’m screaming
Yes I’m dreaming
Make me smile {make me smile}
I’d travel the world for you
All my life {all my life}
I’ve been searching to find the truth
I know that we are sometime to end
Define my lie {define my lie}
Fire a song in a cry
Aside from me
My Life’s so free
Aside from you
My Life is blue
Aside from me
No one's keeping me
Aside from you
I feel so blue
I feel so…
I feel so…
I kneel before…
I gave my soul
Aside from me
My life’s so free
Aside from you
My life is blue
Aside from me
No one's keeping me
Aside from you
My life is blue
My life is..
My life is..
My life is..
My life is..
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3. |
Ocean Blue
03:14
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I see around me blue
It’s the ocean blue
I feel its every move
My shuddering heart
Wind around me blows
It’s five o’clock
And there's a sharkfin rose
Now close your eyes to see
It’s coming for me
It wants me to plea
When I was entering this world
They stripped me off
From powers and from thoughts
Of my redemption
Here I am alone
Fighting storms
With wooden guns and boats
That my mind crafts
On the wave that takes me home
All I want is to roll
On the wave that takes me home
I wanna roll
I wanna..
I wanna..
I wanna roll
I wanna..
I wanna roll
I wanna..
I wanna roll x5
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4. |
Dust in the Dust
04:38
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Dust in the dust, we arrived in the past
As the storm around passed, in our pockets our hearts
The time will arrive, in a flashy new car
Driving to nowhere, he’ll take us too far
The time will arrive, the time will arrive
It ends in a dream, covered in rust
Take of your chains, dive in my arms
It’s just a dream, it’s dust in the dust
I’m still alive, I saw your heart skip a beat
We’re still behind, {Still alive}
The red curtains of the stage
I’m still alive, I saw your heart skip a beat
We’re still behind, {Still alive}
The red curtains of the stage
Dust in the dust, we arrived in the past
As the storms around passed, in our pockets our hearts
You found that out, I heard you on the phone
Lost in your void, running like an electron
We are all lost now, anyway
Down in the streets, we’re lead astray
In heaven beneath, hear her say
All our lives, dug in an ashtray
I’m still alive, I saw your heart skip a beat
We’re still behind, {Still alive}
The red curtains of the stage
I’m still alive, I saw your heart skip a beat
We’re still behind, {Still alive}
The red curtains of the stage
Dust in the dust, we arrived in the past
As the storm around passed, in our pockets our hearts
Dust in the dust, we arrived in the past
As the storm around passed, in our pockets our hearts
Dust in the dust, we arrived in the past
As the storm around passed, in our pockets our hearts
Dust in the dust, we arrived in the past
As the storm around passed, in our pockets our hearts
You’re still alive
I heard the air in your lungs
We sit in rust my love
Our lives
A sundance show
You’re still alive, I heard the air in your lungs
We sit in rust my love
Our lives
A sundance show
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5. |
Sailor
06:00
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I was twenty five
You were twenty two
And my life was so blue
I saw you in the bus
You were smiling
Inside my heart
I was the driver
You were the destination
I was the driver
You were the purpose on my road
Bring me fire {fire}
In my head
Bring me happiness {hapiness}
In my heart
Bring me fire
In my head
Bring me happiness
In my heart
Maybe tomorrow I will grab your hand
Maybe tomorrow I will be your man
Baby smile to me one more time
Baby please don’t leave me for a while
You are a sailor {sailor}
Maybe this is the reason
Why you calm my heart {my heart}
I am a fever {fever}
I am a traitor {traitor}
But nothing without your love
You see, I'm dreaming every night your smile
Your smile, your smile, Oh your smile
Bring me fire {fire}
In my head
Bring me happiness {hapiness}
In my heart
Stop the hiding
Erase the pain
I'm afraid
To love again
Maybe tomorrow {tomorrow}
I will grab your hand
Maybe tomorrow {tomorrow}
I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be, I'll be your man
Baby smile to me one more time
Baby please don’t leave me for a while
For a while x4
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High Hills Athens, Greece
High Hills is a band from Athens, Greece. The band roots in 2018. From the start we have fought tirelessly with each other to define our genre. We’ll just leave it up to you. Then maybe we’ll fight you too :) . We like to play with sounds and approaches, orbiting around the mothership of “Alternative Rock”. Our influences range from stoner to techno to pop-funk. ... more
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