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Old man Kronos
01:58
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Darkness may fall in an instant
These words you here so often
He was so young, gone so fast
How long do you think you'll last?
It may be an easy sentence to utter
But cherish these times and one another
Seek what makes you happy
Don't wait 'til you're eighty
You may doubt, say it's not real wise
I just live, no compromise
Time you waste
Time you earn
Time you chase
Time to let it burn
You may doubt, say it's not real wise
I just live, no compromise
Time you waste
Time you earn
Time you chase
Time to let it burn
It's a burden to always analyse
The complexities that come to arise
In all lucidity you realize
You paint the picture that strikes these eyes
It's only a matter of perception
Perhaps even deception
Enough with all these questions
It's your day of reckoning
It's hard to define time
Can't put it in your pocket like a dime
So many things to do with something
you can't perceive, it's troubling
You buy more, spend more, seek more
But it just flies by while you snore
So many things to see and do
Don't work it off, enjoy it too
Seek what makes you happy
Don't wait 'til you're eighty
Cause darkness may fall in an instant
These words you here so often
He was so young, gone so fast
How long do you think you'll last?
Time you waste
Time you earn
Time you chase
Time to let it burn
Time you waste
Time you earn
Time you chase
Time to let it burn
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2. |
5 O'Clock
02:34
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I've been on this road a thousand times
I'm walking on a thin line
Where to go if I crossed that line
Always something on my mind
I've been here and there
High and low
Up and down and down below
Sometimes not to far from the ground
Think my grass needs more color
But did i look at my neighbor
news on tv, can believe what i heard and what i see
little by little, I realized that I always critize
looking at my glass, always half empty
It's five O'clock, hard to wake up
Time to get up and to shake up
Rough day, rough time
hard to break that line
It's five O'clock, hard to wake up
Time to get up and to shake up
Rough day, rough time
...But i'll be fine!
Don't think about the future
Just forget about the past
I stand and shine like a dime
I'll burn my life 'til it last
Now I'm in a bad position
But some people are in a worst condition
I may wish for better needs
but I don't bleed and I breathe!
My life is in my hand
I want to grab it, hold it, beat it
kick it, burn it
scream it
live it
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3. |
Ink
01:49
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Everybody has something to say
whether it be of life experience,
a bad day
or debating religion versus science
a natural disaster
a human tragedy
the death of a mother
your own history
Think straight, debate
especially those things you hate
look around, write down
anything that makes you frown
wake up, speak up
can't let them shut you up
create, relate
your fate it's never too late
Release your anguish with a pen
shed some tears through a poem
face your fears in a verse
keeping it inside is much worst
don't be ashamed of your short-comings
that's what makes us all human
if ever you feel anger
reach for that piece of paper
I've oftened wondered
the existence of so many words
that we use to express
suffering, pain and distress
tyranny and oppression
gained a meaning during the human reign
in these times of great turmoil
let everybody hear your voice.
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4. |
Politico-dépressif
02:40
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Les deux pieds dans le sable
la tête au fond du cul
la vie est belle en diable
personne n'a rien vue
dirige tes pions comme tu l'entends
accueille tes maîtres en te penchant
le manège se répète dans 4 ans
tout sera oublié d'ici ce temps
Où est passé l'intégrité?
l'étreinte du pouvoir corrompu
l'endettement envers ceux qui contribue
et un écran de fumée pour les trous de culs
Où est passé l'intégrité?
l'étreinte du pouvoir corrompu
l'endettement envers ceux qui contribue
et un écran de fumée pour les trous de culs
Y'a t'il une réelle alternative?
Même "suit", même titre
une coquille vide redoré de promesses
mise en sourdine de la sagesse
sortie d'un scandale programmé
des fonctionnaires éclaboussés
tout pour faire oublié
la vérité qu'ils ont cachés
On nous rit en pleine face
Ils connaissent l'adversaire qui leurs font face
un peuple un peu bonasse
qui préfère le confort de sa carapace
on détourne l'attention
à l'aide d'un petit bonbon
le masque bien ancré au front
pour cacher le visage de la corruption
Parle-moi pas de commission
parle-moi pas d'une investigation
tu t'affaires à vider nos poches
tout en protégeant tes proches
on ne suspectera jamais
les escrocs vêtu d'un complet
c'est pourtant eux qui prolifèrent
les maux, la misère.
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