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A Little Bitter
05:29
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Satisfaction means no lies, suffocation mean no cries
So they say
Shaky hands for pocket thieves, open-minded twisted sleeves
Dance for today
There’s no, no way out of here, no way out of here
There’s not, no way out of here, no way out of here
All that makes me sick, all that makes you cry
Is it rainy outside?
A little bitter, a little bitter…
And I dig for nothing like I dig for gold
I have three blind eyes, you know
A little bitter, a little bitter…
So here we stand, on lifeless ground, under the sun that blinds our eyes
Cannot imagine a recipe that’s made for you, that’s made for me
These fallen leaves are just your needles and pins
Your own playground to forsake, we cut our legs while walking
All that makes me sick, all that makes you cry
We have drowned in the rain
A little bitter, a little bitter…
And I dig for nothing like I dig for gold
I have three blind eyes, you know
A little bitter, a little bitter…
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Nailbag
03:54
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I want to know if you’re here, can you hear me?
Will you let me know?
Some of us were made of glass
The broken hearts’ many-colored sharp pieces, distantly glow
Blessed are those who’ll never know
And now you hear us coming, we need a bit more
Faster hammer in… into the floor!
We see no point in the descent existence - it’s hypocrisy
Your repute makes you the man
This ill repute, this latest recognition
Some intuition for love and demonizing mission - want to go?
Not this time!
And now you hear us coming, we need a bit more
Faster hammer in… into the floor!
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3. |
To the Hills
03:50
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I hear now, there she goes - dirt kisses her feet
No saints on the road she meets
If I was a snake, I’d slither behind
Watching how she passes by
Someday, at Sunday, I’ll let her go
Not now, call me a friend or foe
I’d keep her in my hands, a bit warmer than cold
She is late for funerals of this world
Simple like the song, a toy for my soul
Guess she’ll never get this old
Someday, at Sunday, I’ll let her go
Not now, call me a friend or foe
And no one will regret that someday life becomes numb
Broken pioneers
The pieces show the way to somewhere better than here
Maybe to the hills
And no one will regret that someday life becomes numb
Broken pioneers
The pieces show the way to somewhere
Maybe to the hills
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4. |
No More Secrets
04:22
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A day was just like a million years, the old town was on fire
Streets were made of lies, so the flame was high and
Someone’s at the gates, begs for a little love
Booming by the pieces of his broken heart
Beast is near, footsteps on the sand!
Sometimes closer, sometimes far it stands
Hear it, feel it, touch it by the hands!
...It’s unquiet head
We cannot find ourselves anytime, anywhere
Welcome here, please no more secrets!
I wear the bird mask at the masquerades
Welcome here, but write between the lines!
These unattainable heights
We cannot find ourselves anytime, anywhere
Still, we can’t find ourselves anytime, anywhere
Please no more secrets
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Morphine
04:11
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Can you see?
Queen de Morphine - here I am, sit down and talk to me
Right in your backyard - we are dirty but free
Let’s play the game
Sit on your knees
We’re still the same
You beg - I please
We are so different now
How could it be, how?
I hear the dogs that sleep in my pockets of dust
I love my cities of lust… my queen, make them quiet
And make them live like the whispering trees
...someone made them sick
You beg - I please
We are so different now
How could it be, how?
Forgive me - never forget me
Look at me! Never forget
Look at me, look at me
Look at me! No more regrets
Look at me!
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6. |
If
05:35
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Once I have tried to save your soul, the world stopped me
As you did before
Once I have tried to shut this door, then you have stopped me
And kept me out of the war
Should I go on? Maybe I should stop?
Dog knows - I’ve always felt these hard ropes
There’s something that we did
Something great but feeling so incomplete
Tell me if you are satisfied out there
Tell me if there is pain inside
You can’t say now
You can’t say no
We built this kingdom of pain - deep cracks under the rain
The fallen leaves they were stars, eternally falling down scars
If you ever try and find the cure, the last day of summer is yours
It’s so beautiful when you understand that everything has its end
Tell me if you are satisfied
Long cold night
Tell me if there is pain inside
Keep off the lights
Have no doubt we will meet again
One day
One day
One day
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7. |
Our Plastic Hands
04:54
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Now we have fallen down - no spark, no sound
Fallen down
Here the kingdom stands, on the grey cold sands
Home that’s homeless
Poems it has heard, have no single word
That’s our story
I see the moth on our wings - rest in peace!
I see the holes in our wings - rest in peace!
Rest in peace!
Who could make you frown? Is it a king with a wooden crown?
With no glory
Dark and lonely friends, keep these plastic hands
And use while crawling
I see the moth on our wings - rest in peace!
I see the holes in our wings - rest in peace!
Rest in peace!
We have fallen down - no spark, no sound
We have fallen down
Now we have fallen down - no spark and no sound
Fallen down
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8. |
Ferox Verbis
03:58
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Мне сказали, что героев больше нет
Мне сказали, что и смысла в общем, нет
Но стараются забраться как можно выше
Опасаясь как бы чего потом не вышло
Мне сказали, что героев больше нет
Подходи - раскрывай карман - ты проститутка, а он наркоман
Раскрывай карман - ты проститутка, а он наркоман
И ты знаешь, будут уходить, о своем о чем-то говорить, себя винить
Раскрывай карман
Мне сказали, что у правды нет лица
Засыпают листья снегом на руках отца
Мы пойдем в тень и будем там как можно тише
Не боясь, как бы чего потом не вышло
Мне сказали, что у правды нет лица
Тяжелой поступью идет эта весна
Подходи - раскрывай карман - ты проститутка, а он наркоман
Раскрывай карман - ты проститутка, а он наркоман
И ты знаешь, будут уходить, о своем о чем-то говорить, себя винить
Раскрывай карман
Раскрывай карман
Раскрывай карман
Раскрывай карман
Ты проститутка, а он наркоман
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Rainday Station Tallinn, Estonia
Rising from Tallinn's post-punk and new wave revival scene, Rainday Station are Arseni (guitars), Leo (bass, vox), Kirill
(drums) and Pjotr (guitars).
Influenced by Joy Division, King Crimson, Depeche Mode, The Cure, Editors, U2 and many others.
"Bitter" LP availble on Bandcamp,SoundCloud and all major streaming services.
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