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Intro
00:21
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The World is not flat, it's fucked
A sharp pencil running through my brain.
Now what's your feeling as we contemplate
the daily headlines some like to call fate,
this trivial pain that goes on every day?
The World's not flat, it's fucked. But still,
I believe life is beautiful.
And I even have the nerve to think
I'm not the only believing it.
So it seems we're just a bunch of kids singing out loud our simplistic lyrics.
Still, does it mean that we're wrong?
We're told «what you see is what you get»
and «what you gets what you deserve».
Yeah right, I'll try to remember that
next time I see the «big picture».
While others get life on a plate
some barely get to scrape what's left.
War. Pollution. Racism. Hate.
Or wait, maybe it's only my teenage angst.
So it feels like everyone agrees that this planet is like hell, but with less heat.
So why don't you sing along?
If you believe what you see is what you get
and that they get what they deserve
then my friend you need to get a grip
and get out of that herd.
But don't give up, no don't give in.
Keep you hopes high and bet we'll win.
No matter how naive it seems,
it really is all up to you and me.
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Ronin
03:46
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Ronin
This song isn't about someone or failed love,
no it's about how you can feel because (of that)
We've all been given the same advice:
get up, come on, move on with life.
This song's clearly about someone and failed love.
It's about how low I felt because (of you).
We all want to know what's on their mind,
if there's something left inside.
Sometimes I feel this way, I don't know who to blame,
so I just blame myself, but what I need is my friends.
I need to get away, my mind is such a cell.
I think I never knew I could get so stuck on you.
I know your two-ton chest and you nights with no rest.
I know how you feel like shit with nothing to do about it.
You let your mind wander: a fucking disaster.
Look at what your becoming, your pathless like a rônin.
I don't know how I made it happen that you didn't want this thing we had back.
And I'm scared you've turned the page forever. I'm affraid that we have lost each other.
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Fuck Paris, I'm moving to Gotham City
Tell me when you are all alone, at 3am walking back home
Do you take a look inside? Take some time to wonder why.
Take a stop and lift my eyes to the rooftops, to the sky:
A flow of images through my head, memories, actions and things said
There is no moment quite the same, these footsteps lead to yourself,
Once again you're stuck on it, the world is spinning slower.
An other day spent on my own trying to comprehend it,
Another day spent on my own, trying to make it right.
And I'll try to be somebody else, somebody who doesn't give a damn,
I'll wake up on my own, walk these streets alone, I feel so small.
The metro's shut no one's in sight, nothing but orange street lights.
The summer breeze the rainy nights, they always bring me back to how
much I love this city. Somtimes it just kills me to know that I
Will miss it all, all in due time. Fuck how I'll miss it.
An other day spent on my own trying to understand it,
Another day spent on my own, trying to make things right.
Can I try to be somebody else? somebody who doesn't give a fuck.
Among the living-dead I'll walk these streets, I'll walk them with no end. (Flo: Everything could be just better)
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There's no I in "Scream"
02:28
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There's no I in "Scream"
This one goes out to all my friends,
This one goes out to all our friends.
I know that this is nothing new,
But come on, This one's for you.
I know that we are always there,
To put each other's humour to the test,
From lego to no-sleep contests,
From Bomberman to Bad Bear
And when I look around, I see all my friends,
I see this family I've chosen,
I hope that we will be there for each other until the end,
This one goes out to all my friends.
I answer your 3am phonecalls,
When you've been left out on your own,
You open your door at any time,
To offer shoulder to cry.
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And there are some of you I'd trust with my life
To you nothing I couldn't confide,
I know that some of you have been there from the start,
And without some of you I'd die.
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D.I.Y.
04:38
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DIY (Doom It Yourself)
Did you think we'd never bring it down?
No of course you're not that dumb.
We all know even the Death Star had a weak point
So what the fuck did you expect,
action without reaction?
And how the fuck could you neglect,
Something as trivial as our only planet?
I guess god really is dead if we don't even need him for the apocalypse.
A brilliant species, into the wall at full speed.
We're starting to look good with our growth and great GDP.
So why don't we question the rules of this game that we're forced into everyday?
And why don't we think for ourselves as our individual actions can mean change?
I have heard that one before:
"A single action can't bring change"
Then tell me why the fuck do you vote?
Because it's basically the same.
An easy way out: "I can do nothing about it
so don't ask me to change my ways"
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Why don't you question the gears of this sytem that we fit into everyday?
And why don't you realise at last that our individual actions can bring change?
Or will you fade away everyday?
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The Influence
06:59
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The Influence
Phase 1 is just beauty.
Pictures, fashion, jingles and movies.
If you don't like you can look away
look at your hands and feet
every time and day you ride the train
don't be se obsessed, you can't complain.
You've got the western lifestyle, you're to blame.
Evertyime we look at you, we don't know what to think.
But that's alright.
Every time we look at you we feel we're fucking lied (to)
So keep on pushing your world vision
just keep on creating more demand
and hope your system will stand... and not collapse.
Phase 2 is all about you, min(d)e yourself you little datamine
tell us about yourself, about your dreams about your so-called life.
Come on now open up, you wouldn't want to have something to hide.
Sharing is caring, so remember that there is no Big Brother.
Just thoughtful and loving service providers.
Every time we see through you
Phase 3 now let me see, how about a 1984 pipedream?
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Nuke The Whales Paris, France
We're a band of friends that had fun making music from 1999 to 2009 in Paris.
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