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Letting the days go by
Letting the days go by
don't touch me she screamed
Talking heads played the back drop to the scene
This ain't my beautiful home
Just leave, she said tapping fingernails on the top of the melamine table
We bought it from a charity store, when we were in love
It looks cheap surrounded by the room now
She wouldn't let it go.
The remnants of broken plate crunched beneath my foot
Letting the days go by
We need to talk about this, my first words for a while
What is there to say? she shot back
Her mind set on rapid fire assault
Letting the days go by
Do you still love me?
Do you know what love is? she slammed back.
What happened to us?
She was crying and I joined her
What happened to us?
A brittle scene full of broken dreams
When did we start?
Letting the days go by.
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Everybody’s Talking, Nobody's listening.
A random telephone conversation that never happened.
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Automated Alice
She was automated Alice
Digitally dressed from head to shining toes
She accessorised her listening devices
every song the soundtrack to a life never lived
no experience in the world around her
Her universe extended from her fingertips.
eyes missing everything that surrounded her
she floated down the street
typing out her travels
through her dancing digits
all the places she'd ever been
But she never really caught sight of
She was too busy moving fingers
across a glass plated screen
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R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. why don’t you find out what that really means
RESPECT why don’t you find out what that really means
Your evil intentions have nothing to me
When you hold me back I always break free
Knowing too much is always a heavy feeling
Your evil is clear
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. why don’t you find out what that really means
Even on the cloudiest day
Lies lies lies is all you deliver
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. why don’t you find out what that really means
Give us our daily dose of deception
Give us our dose of fabrication to perfectly fit your alibi
Asking all the wrong questions to forget the convenient answer
Some are to smart to eat that shit up
So shut the fuck up
Just shut the fuck up!
False prophets, evil puppets
They claim to be geniuses to make ttheir egos inflate
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. why don’t you find out what that really means
With crazy in their eyes
While foaming at the mouth
Mocking the nation with false information
For how much they speak how can they lack so much communication
That’s an easy one
Lack of education
No style no class
Give us the peaceful silence of those no longer here.
Have some respect
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. why don’t you find out what that really means
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
R.E.S.P.E.C.T. why don’t you find out what that really means
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Broken Boned and Bleeding Out
And all your endings come at once
crushing blows and raining fists
Nobody loves you anyway
accept your fate
All your endings come at once
A kick in the face
You’re bleeding out
Nobody loves you anyway
Just let it all go
Your life was a trial before it began
Hope is for those who fight back
How much can this vessel take
Till the lights switch off
Nothing lasts forever
All your endings come at once.
And nobody loved you anyway
Broken boned and Bleeding out
is something to live for
As important as something to die for?
Stop breathing
Click.
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Coma (remastered)
07:03
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Coma
The light gets in
But nothing gets out
The scream gets in
but the rage is caged
So silent and lost
Vacantly disposed
A tragedy of bones
No remorse no love
The light gets in
But nothing gets out.
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I always Break Free
I always Break free
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Beauty dreamless
I organised my thoughts
And they left me for a dream
A nothing is placed in their absence
A vacuous space needs to be disguised
I thumb through catalogues to see what suits.
With nothing to see, I have nothing to say
Time passes fast and I do not stay idle.
I couldn't, there was no place to laze
I studied the pretty people
and copied their fabric covered desires
my empty black hole is transformed
An elegant pad of magnificent things
All bought and paid for on magical plastic.
My thoughts and dreams have departed.
I am left with dreamless beauty
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Johnny that sharks got a knife!
A random collection of quotes from 80’s action movies that never happened.
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I clipped my own wings and fell through the earth
I clipped my own wings and fell through the earth
Standing still, the butterflies have flown
Feeling nothing no more, I’m undoing my dreams
Frittering away the tatters of life
I’m a shaking quaking half dead corpse
My thoughts once thrusting for the breeze
Lie shattered and crushed upon the tiles
I clipped my own wings and fell through the earth
Nothing to catch me, and no-one to save me
I was the lost before I began
I have less than when I arrived
My wings are as dust at my feet
and my face is covered with shame
my body is battered, bruised and torn
I’m the last, unprepared repentant fool
Rooted to this mortal coil . .
Fixed upon the ground . . .
Just like you.
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DVEC UK
DVEC are electronic musical pioneers travelling a different path, they have never met, nor spoken to each other, they even
live on different continents, the music is made through email sent back and forth.
Eunice is a Mexican American Artist living in Portland Oregon, Dexuality Valentino is based in the UK. They are an accidental band.
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