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Imagine if we all wore our minds like a feather
A pretty thing that flaps when you sigh
Your head lets you fly dear, when you're under the weather
We're all a bit confused when you cry
There's a monster on the kitchen floor saying "look at me weeping"
You know it's just a lazy parasite
They think they understand you but they don't know shit
And I'd love to see them coming here at night
With their ghost-hunting devices
We're all mad except for a stern few
The hypocrites try to look braver
Insane streaks of lavender burn you
But nothing you do now can save her
So deconstruct the web of thoughts you are weaving
It's getting complicated and it's bound to make knots
Let's have a moment for the blessed childhood you're leaving
And once we're done we'll make a little blanket with the thoughts
'Cause there's a girl in the bedroom saying "look at me sleeping"
You know it puts a smile on my face every time
The devil in the mirror shard says "kiss me I'm crazy"
But you know the goat's a liar and he wants you on his side, now dontcha?
We're all mad except for a stern few
The hypocrites try to look braver
Insane streaks of lavender burn you
But nothing you do now can save her
She's screwed. Big time.
So won't you hang out with me tonight
Or are you just another Monday morning sprite?
Won't you hang out with me tonight,
Or would you rather I saw you broken in the light?
Neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep, neep.
We're all mad except for a stern few
The hypocrites try to look braver
Insane streaks of lavender burn you
But nothing you do now can save her
Nope.
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James Bond
02:26
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Au son de l'avantage
La surprise sans recul
Un glissement vers le haut
J'embrase ton oreille
Et c'est ainsi encore
Recommençant plus fort
Je sais, Je crois, Je pense
L'issu est bien ailleurs
Arrête! Mais continue!
Je ne sais te demander
Arrête ! Mais continue!
Je te veux à mes cotés
Et le ventre se creuse
Le long de la nuit claire
Je sens ton rire forcé
Et passe une autre année
Référentiel souvenir
Le ventre, la nuit, le rire
Flottent sur du cristal
Encore une autre année
Arrête! Mais continue!
Je ne sais te demander
Arrête ! Mais continue!
Je te veux à mes cotés
Référentiel souvenir
Le ventre, la nuit, le rire
Flottent sur du cristal
Encore une autre année
Arrête! Mais continue!
Je ne sais te demander
Arrête ! Mais continue!
Je te veux à mes cotés
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If Drink Cup You
03:11
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A wicked sorrow
Awakened from my slumber
Into my devilishing eyes
To compromise my dawn.
I drank the bitter
I drank the brown emulsion
So nobody could ever realize
I lost my might.
To feel your venom crawling up into my heart
And your persistence hammering on my frontal lobe.
To testify that I'm alive into this world
I'll climb unattainable heights
And celebrate the grind.
I drank the bitter
I drank the brown emulsion
So nobody could ever realize
I lost my spine.
To feel your venom crawling up into my heart
And your persistence hammering on my frontal lobe.
If I could just forget the day that you lied
I could resign and nap for a while.
Drain the infusion and rigidify.
I want to cerebrate it all without cries.
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The Sunday Creepers
03:31
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I'm too cerebral
She says I should be more of a dreamer
Says I oughta sleep with a Libra
Linger long on a rooftop to meet her
She's a believer
In our Golden Fleece
She's a seamstress
I'm the sewing machine
She'll slap me in the face
And she'll stick me to a wall
And she'll call it art
And she's a frantic waltzer of a woman
I'm a wisp of a man
I'm cutting through the sunday creepers
Driving like no other can
And casually she lies but I'll miss her badly
The corners of her eyes and the smirking
And I gotta say goodbye 'cause we're fated, ain't we?
I gotta say goodbye 'cause we're fated.
She says "cut out the pathos, the knives and the wrists,
I'm trying to bathe us
In warm summer bliss"
There's talk of her footsteps
Making love to the pavement
In these parts
And she's a frantic waltzer of a woman
I'm a wisp of a man
I'm cutting through the sunday creepers
Driving like no other can
And casually she lies but I'll miss her badly
The corners of her eyes and the smirking
And I gotta say goodbye 'cause we're fated, ain't we?
I gotta say goodbye 'cause we're fated.
But I'm drawn
Yes I'm drawn
Drawn to your madness but I'm just a fool anyhow
Anyhow
The smile on your face is confusing me
I'm too cerebral
She says I should be more of a dreamer
Says I oughta sleep with a Libra
Linger long on a rooftop to meet her
And she's a frantic waltzer of a woman
I'm a wisp of a man
I'm cutting through the sunday creepers
Driving like no other can (no other can!)
I gotta say goodbye 'cause we're fated, ain't we?
I gotta say goodbye 'cause we're fated.
Oh but casually she lies but I'll miss her badly,
Casually she lies but I'll miss her.
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OPO Montreal, Québec
OPO est un groupe rock atypique, créant une sélection de chansons originales suscitant curiosité et réflexion, autour de la
rencontre de Nietzche, Dylan et Porcupine Tree.
OPO is a rock band from Montreal. We enjoy pretending our name means something. We make loud and crazy music inspired by philosophy, heartbreaks and unwholesome addictions.
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