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Zeromancer
Zeromancer




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Альбом Zeromancer


Eurotrash (01.10.2001)
01.10.2001
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Fractured (bonus track)
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It's the beginning of the end
You want things to go faster
It's the beginning of the end
Now everything's too slow for you
It's the beginning of the end
You are one step closer
It's the beginning of the end
Say Amen

1-800-SUICIDE
Or maybe Doctor Online could help you die
You need wings to fly
You need someone
To take your place
When you are gone

Is the beginning of the end
You know nothing last forever
A beginning of a trend
You need someone there to care for you
Is the beginning of the end
I don't think you understand
Just a beginning of a flatline
Together


. . .



We are nothing but


. . .



You've got a halo hanging over your head
Nothing can touch you
Nothing can hurt you

You take the world out of my eyes
You suck the words out of my mouth
When we kiss

Need you like a drug
Need you like a drug
Can't make it stop
Keep fucking it up
Need you like a drug

Don't ever want to be like you
You have your friends calling you to say
That nothing can touch you
Nothing can hurt you
Nothing can take your fantasy away
Nothing can touch you
Nothing can hurt you
When we kiss

It stings like a needle in me


. . .


I found myself
All wired up
On things I don't really care about
It makes no sense
What I'm going through
I lay on my back taking shit from you

Why do I have to put up with this ?

The Pleasure
It goes away as you start to love

Filth Kiss

. . .



wannabe
yeah you
you're just a wannabe yeah
do you want to be like me?

dum dum dummy dum dum dum
dum dum dummy dum dum dum
dum dum dummy dum dum dum
dum dum dummy dum dum dum

feels like a hole inside
can't breathe my lungs have tried
my heart bomb
ready to go off

a wannabe
thats you...
a fucking wannabe, yeah
why do you want to be like me?

you hate yourself
but rate yourself
as number one
yuou hate yousrelf
you rate yourself
as number one

feels like a hole inside
can't breathe my lungs have tried
my hearts a bomb
ready to explode

brings out the prick in me
don't think its purity
i stick in you
try to tell yourself
it ain't true

dum dum dummy dum dum dum
dum dum dummy dum dum dum
dum dum dummy dum dum dum

you hate yourself, but rate yourself
dum dum dummy dum dum dum
dum dum dummy dum dum dum
dum dum dummy dum dum dum

you hate yourself, but rate yourself
dum dum dummy dum dum dum


. . .



Play
Let's play
It's so cold
So alone
Play
Let's play
Like there's no tomorrow

Hey Now Now
My


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In under the skin
It filters through my mind
Rooms spinning around
Losing balance all the time
Shaking like a leaf
I treat you like you're glass
Cry like a child
When all you want is...

In under the skin
Sing

. . .



Do you believe in heaven above
Do you believe in love
Don't tell me a lie
Don't be false or untrue
It all comes back to you

Open fire on my burning heart
I've never been lucky in love
My defences are down
A kiss or a frown
I can't survive on my own

If a girl walks in
And carves her name in my heart
I'll turn and run away
Everyday we've all been led astray
It's hard to be lucky in love

It get's in your eyes
It's making you cry
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
You are looking for love
Calling heaven above

Send me an angel
Send me an angel
Right now
Right now

Send me an angel
Send me an angel
Right now
Right now

Empty dreams can only disappoint
In a room behind your smile
But don't give up, don't give up
You can be lucky in love

It get's in your eyes
It's making you cry
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Looking for love
Calling heaven above

Send me an angel
Send me an angel
Right now
Right now

Send me an angel
Send me an angel
Right now
Right now

It get's in your eyes
It's making you cry
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do

Send me an angel
Send me an angel
Right now
Right now

Send me an angel
Send me an angel
Right now
Right now

Send me an angel
Right now
Right now


. . .



Eat my soul
From a silverspoon
Think I need some of that
Breathing room
Do you hear
The ringing in my ear
Am I the only one
Who can make myself
Disappear


. . .



Boom
Semi automatic pulse
Psyched up for the next level
I plug you in
Make life flash before your eyes

Oh God so fixated
It's love labeled X-rated

Nonstop mentality
You better learn your lesson well
Nonstop mentality
You better know your heaven well
Before
Raising Hell

Boom
Anti depressive eyes
Try to hide in an alibi
Smashed up
But feel no pain
Doesn't mean you're in the game

Nonstop mentality
You better learn your lesson well
Nonstop mentality
You better know your heaven well
Before
Raising Hell

A new life
Is abused
Being bored
And ignored
So fucking what


. . .



Sit down and watch me
I want you to see me
As your TV

Touched by your static
You see right
Right through me
As your TV

What you hide is what you are
Have what it takes to be a star
Come on
You say there's beauty in a scar
Now what a stupid thing you are
Sometimes

After you get what you want
You don't want it anymore
Is that what you want?

Slow down
Zoom in
Rewind
Do you get the picture

Philharmonic


. . .


Some days are just a copy
Of a day you had before
You flash yourself thinking
You can't take it anymore
Never feels more alone
When you're in a crowded room
And bang your head to a wall
You feel nothing at all

Just want to feel the same
Some things will never change

Always knew you'd be a star
Now I know that's what you are
And we cry
To a new beginning
We deny
A new beginning

So let me introduce to you
This favourite play of mine
A comedy called

. . .


Can't you see my hands are clean
I'm as holy as can be
I will never do you harm
I am fractured
It can never be the same

What kind of life is this ?

Can't you see my hands are clean
I'm as holy as can be
I will never do you harm again
I am fractured
It can never be the same

What kind of life is this ?

I warned you a thousand times
It's like crying to the clouds

And why are you asking me questions
You already know the answer to

A good life
Is a quiet life

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