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Hooverphonic
Hooverphonic




Альбом Hooverphonic


No More Sweet Music (14.11.2005)
14.11.2005
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Face your faith
remove all the lace
you love me to death
but death may love you more
you paint with glaze
but write me without grace
you love me to death
our love was mortal hope
oh you love me to death
but death may love you more

you grow in me
and although we disagree
you love me to death
you can not love me more
the best things in life to find
will not always satisfy
you can love me to death
but I will have to go
oh you love me to death
but I will have to go
oh you love me to death
but I will let you go
oh you love me to death
but I will let you go


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The wind is telling stories about us
writing words with sand and powder dust
deserted squares and lonesome trees
the wind revealing stories about us

fall is telling stories about us
writing words with leaves and powder dust
multi colored lanes of trees
mesmerizing stories about us

we all float
on clouds of gold
the mountains make the sun rise
your rainbow colored eyes can change the tide

the river telling stories about us
writing words with water full of lust
yellow purple green or blue
drip by drip revealing things on you


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Sin is so much more than poetry
better start to pray
crime is sensual
softly breathing down your neck
flooded chemistry

a tempting sign
is showing us
a glimpse of alchemy
the curtain drops
whenever we do try
to react as if we’re one

poisoned arrow softly piercing my heart
with poetry
watching the sunrise
my eyes closing fast
swallowed by the sea

one music doll stops rotating, breaking
her song lingers on
translating


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You hurt me (when I’ve got so much more to give)

I must have been blind adoring the blues
in everything lies a small kind of truth
but than again,
just when I thought you were staying for good
you left for no reason is that all you could
you’re still a man

it’s not what I want
it’s not what I need
nothing but lies and way too much heat
just when I thought you were telling the truth
I caught you with here oh you fool

you hurt me when I’ve got so much more to give

We live in denial adoring what’s new
in everything lies a small kind of blues
but than again,
just when I thought you were leaving for good
you stayed for no reason although we were through
you’re still a man

it’s not what I want
it’s not what I need
nothing but lies and way too much heat
just when I thought you were telling the truth
I caught you with here oh you fool

you hurt me when I’ve got so much more to give


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I was told about a second chance
now I know that’s not a rule in a game called romance
I was fooling around
we lie and we cheat
desire indeed
I knew where this would lead us to when I
was fooling around

No more sweet music
just straight tell me straight
if you got to do what you got to do

we know there is no happy end
but still I’m tempted every time
we’re fooling around
Now we know there is no second chance
in this lost game of romance
we are fooling around

if you got to do what you got to do
know there is no second chance
if you got to do what you got to do
not in this game called romance
if you got to do what you got to do
there won’t be a happy end
if you got to do what you got to do
Know that there wasn’t and won’t be a chance


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It all comes down to winning but defeat is no shame
and why do you loose interest when there’s nothing more to gain
because evil attracts but our love will be a fact
tomorrow

because time is up
and so are we
but still there’s a chance to avoid defeat
tomorrow

just a little more effort do try to succeed
there’s nothing in live that’s impossible to beat
because evil attracts but our love will be a fact
tomorrow


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So you take your chances
Look thru dirty lenses
Unintended consequences
We don’t need your ugly fences
We’ll make our own way out of here

Start a car
Get away
There’s so much you could see today

If we don’t escape
We’ll turn into
Everything we
Hate but tell me do
We even have a chance?
If we don’t escape
The things we do
Won’t make a difference
It’s just me and you
& all our best laid plans

So we’ve run right off the map
Get away from all the traps
Inevitable consequences
Living only present tenses
Only living for the now


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I tried to feel your heartbeat but I failed
if I’d be more convincing you would stay
but now it’s time to stop the lies
to go and walk away

you tried to feel my heartbeat but you failed
if you’d be more convincing I would stay
We left a while ago but now
we can no longer fake

We’re moving empty boxes what a waste
we’re moving empty thoughts oh what a shame
‘cause this is not a home for us just sheer
waste of energy my dear

We tried to feel a heartbeat but we failed
if we’d been more convincing we would stay
this house is not a home for us
just sheer waste of energy my dear


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You’re the needle in my veins
Pleasure mostly ends in pain
Temptation is a part of us
But us is driving me insane
Now it’s time to make decisions
Yes ain’t easy but no’s too safe

Wake up
Don’t tell me what do
Wake up
Don’t tell me what to say
But there’s one thing you can tell
And that’s how I’d feel
When there’s no more you

We don’t need no competition
In the end this is no game
Deliver me your best and I will give you what is left of me
Excuses are the final drop
Excuses don’t relieve the pain
Solitude ain’t so bad when there’s nothing left for us to gain


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Please come back to me my child
things weren’t meant to be
without tears we cry
even though we new
it did strike
but this ain’t no dream
no this is life

and all the colors fade leaving nothing more
than a black and white shade on an empty
shore/sure a part is gone
and sure we do long
but black and white is so much more than nothing at all

Please come back to me my child
yes we do control a lot
way too much
overwhelmed by disbelieve
left in shock
still our disbelieve is the remaining lock


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All the things you sad to me last night
they closed my eyes
instead of opening my mind
and maybe talking less and doing more
will bring us back to where we lived before

As ginger sweet and spicy we are both
unable to balm, unable to choke
and even when our energy is low
we can go back to where we lived before


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