1. |
Arrival
03:46
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You are my death
The one I take out
at night
You are my regret
The one that hides
in the streetlight
You are my death
The pictures we rip
with our hands
You are my red dress
The one I wear
to the club
You are my high heels
The ones I wear when I kill
You are my blue poem
The one I could
never write
You are the blood
on the road
The car crash
we never had
You are the dirt
in my mouth
The grubs that squirm
at night
You are the cold light
burning
The rage hot
in our eyes
You are the hog-headed moon
The one that squeals all night
You are my red dress
The one I wear
to the club
You are my high heels
The ones I wear when I kill
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3. |
Turf
01:12
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4. |
Payday
01:42
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I'VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEEEEAAAAAD.
I'VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY —
I'VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY HEAD. I’VE GOT A HAMMER IN MY ... HEAD.
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5. |
Hazy Blue Lights
02:32
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6. |
Dr. Mental Patient
03:23
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Klaus Kinski … Doctor … Mental Patient … Women and anonymous letters …
Klaus Kinski … Dr. Mental Patient … Group Therapy … Schizoid man … stabbing into a pillow … a body crashes out of third story window … male frontal nudity … a sequel to remake …
Klaus Kinski … clothes ripping … Nicholas Gunter Nasinksi … a cabaret performer … a dutch prisoner … the hands of a gestapo lieutenant … more scissors … christ Kinski bleeding … smothered lighting I want you to face the fog … I want you to face the fog … face the fog …
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7. |
Inner Pagoda
01:14
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8. |
What I'm Not
04:02
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It’s a smash and grab
And you’re running hot
Laying face down in the gutter
Becoming what I’m not
Everything we worked for
Is left behind
A broken songbird, honey
With nowhere to fly
It’s a flash food warning
Running through your head
The walls are crashing down
As you lie in your bed
You can tell yourself
This too shall pass
Get behind the wheel
And hit the gas
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9. |
For Gen
01:48
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The music was done on the premise that everybody is capable of making music
Get naked and run around yelling
Coum Transmissions
Get naked and run around yelling
Coum Transmissions
The music was done on the premise that everybody is capable of making music
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10. |
Ethereal Negative
03:49
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11. |
Night Eyes
03:41
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You don’t know where you’re going, baby
Your head is upside down
You’re running around this town
Turning inside out
I didn’t know what I was wanting
Never sure where I’ll find myself
Lying down with whoever will take me
This is where I’ll be found
You’ve been looking for something, baby
On the inside of your mind
Trouble trails wherever you go
But I’ll lie by your side
You never say what you’ve been thinking
Dark clouds cover up the sky
It’s said “the heart is a hunter”
I can run but you can’t hide
We didn’t know that we’d find ourselves
Face down and upside down
Trying to make sense of nothing
As you stumble around
History is bruised and bloody
All these years spent spinning round
The earth rocks and cracks wide open
And we’re falling down
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12. |
Maelstrom
04:48
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You can exist if you save yourself
The time has come to play our hand
A psychic trip in a desert land
You finally rose and feel alive
The fear of knowing that they lie in wait
A solo trip through your memories
A price we pay to carry on on
Praying that we never die
We set our sights on the past
Safe to say nothing will last
You hold our child to your chest
You’ll fight until your dying breath
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13. |
Don't Go Far
03:01
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Summer song
On the radio
Family picnic
On the grass
Mother says
Don't go far
Girl runs
Across the field
Down into
Trees by the stream
Down into
Trees by the stream
Sky turns red
Clouds will bleed
Mother says
Don't go far
Mother pointing
Where she last saw her
Mother pointing
Down by the stream
Girl laughing
Her voice in the trees
Girl laughing
Her voice in the sky
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14. |
The Downward Ascent
02:35
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WILLA ROUGE Brooklyn, New York
WILLA ROUGE is a collaboration between Ian Caskey and Bentley Wood based in Brooklyn and upstate New York.
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