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Who Knows?
03:59
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Thought I could climb twice the mountains
Now it's just coal in my hands
Who knows ?
All weird fishes run through my veins
Blood falls on my scales
Who knows ?
And I lost my shade, tea leaves in my throat
See them driftin', no more kissin'
I'm gettin' old
Taste over all, without a blow
Who Knows ?
Forget the furs and the temples
Forgive the fire that saved us
Who knows ?
Alone with statues and foxes
Sometimes a baby can't breathe
And I lost my shade, tea leaves in my throat
See them driftin', no more kissin'
I'm gettin' old
Taste over all, without a blow
Who Knows ?
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2. |
Ninja Baseball
04:18
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Tomorrow comes in mist and yellow
I come with diamonds and crystal to burry my bones
I feel I'm sinking my body is tired
I'm lyin' on the ceiling
To fall asleep into the shade of the mango tree
I need you my no-shake medecine
One day I'll build a house of gold
The deers will join the song of gods
But all of that makes me anxious sometimes
To fall asleep into the shade of the mango tree
I need you my no-shake medecine
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3. |
Don't Die Mammoth
03:50
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Revolutions, but you still run in my steppes
Just like the elders depicted, empty fields I fear you don't love me cause,
Cause it comes to my head before it bleaches with the years
I'd like you not to be dead, you not to be dead
So I'll wear your fur, we'll sleep together
It's not hard livin' again, four eyes to watch over us
Convolutions, holdin' your back in my hands
Hidin' our memories in the blend, C beams you people won't believe cause,
Cause it comes to my head before it bleaches with the years
I'd like you not to be dead, you not to be dead
So I'll wear your fur, we'll sleep together
It's not hard livin' again
Revolutions, but you still run in my steppes
Convolutions, holdin' your back in my hands
Don't die otherwise I'll cry
I won't be wailin', I could lie upon your tusk
We'll face the attack ships on fire
You my jeweller
You my jeweller
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4. |
The Bitch & The Fake
06:17
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Back in the end of winter I heard a racoon fallin' from a mountainside There's nobody here but together they're not affraid
And there was blood right on my tongue
Just like a trick of the tail, I'm feeling low about the love we make
Just like a split in my brain, If I'm the bitch then you're the fake
I was a bit like her, « southbound through the maze »
Now she's in the oven with gold in her hands
I heard the racoon's squeal, and the fox fell from the hill too
So it ends up just like we always do
Just like a trick of the tail, I'm feeling low about the love we make
Just like a split in my brain, If I'm the bitch then you're the fake
Just like a fear grows and sticks like an ink flow,
I'm gonna rip it through my mind
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Yabuki Marseille, France
Like a whisper through the storm, Yabuki creates a shiny cosmic Pop influenced by bands such as Mgmt and
Radiohead.
Born in 2013, the project deals with dream and absurd themes, through a visual and sounding esthetical inspired by traditional Japanese culture.
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