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I heard you speak
I scratch my head in disbelief
You lost your line
I’m coming up for air
Time to rewind
Gave up rent control for my soul
A deeper hole
Buried to my neck I lost the plot
Let’s watch this ship burn
I sense it’s time to leave
Vis-à-vis
You owe me
Something more than sympathy
La la la
Exhausted from the feat
We hide and bury things we don’t want to see
My darling dance with me
Feel our hearts beat
This still means something
Do you still want to save me
Vis-à-vis
Dance with me
I am not the enemy
Vis-à-vis
C’est la vie
Tell me this is
Meant to be
Italian ice, German stares, ruby lips, no one cares
Dance with me
Reclaiming history
Picking up the pieces of forgotten dreams
Good things can come in threes
When it’s you, and me and Vis-à-vis
We know it’s time to care
Vis-à-vis
You owe me
Something more than sympathy
Vis-à-vis
Dance with me
I am not the enemy
Vis-à-vis
C’est la vie
Tell me this is meant to be
Vis-à-vis
Dance with me
I am not the enemy
La la la
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I’m listening
I’m listening to the language
I’m listening to you
I said I’m listening
I stopped watching
I stopped
Without facts there is no truth
But our vanity is absolute
And I can’t predict how I’ll react
To you
(Rotting teeth in the horse's mouth. The rats have left, they're flying south. White sand beaches, banker's holiday. With their wives at home, the dogs will stray.)
I’m thinking
I’m thinking about the government
I’m thinking of you
I said I’m thinking
I stopped doubting
I stopped
Without truth there is no sense
My sympathies are relative
Context shapes how we will feel
About this
I’m looking
I’m looking at the tactics
I’m looking for you
I said I’m looking
I stopped waiting
I stopped
Laughing
I’m laughing at the chaos
I’m laughing at you
I said I’m laughing
I stopped crying
I stopped
(Rotting teeth in the horse's mouth. The rats have left.)
But I’m not a rat, never
And I’m not in my grave, I hope
But I’m not a rat, oh no
And I’m not a spy, I swear
No I’m not a rube, I hope
I’m not a spy, no no
(The rats have left.)
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Exposure
03:37
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Walked behind you for an endless time
You’d leave the room I’d turn out all the lights
No one left for me to criticize
It felt so helpless and it felt so right
Landed on the edge of paper-thin
Ice so fragile we could fall right in
Yeah we made it to the other side
I’m not sure if I can do it again
Expose me for the other kind
Expose me for the truth I try to hide
Expose me for the other kind
Expose me for the truth I hide behind
Receiving end your bitter diatribe
Cut me down it feels so right
Yeah I made it to the other side
I’m not sure if I can do it again
Expose me for another kind
Expose me for the truth I hide behind
Expose me for another kind
Expose me for the truth I hide behind
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Another city
Reduced to rubble
Assets sold off
Are we surprised?
Buyers beware
A new generation
With the same old claims
Can we believe them?
Who holds the memories?
What is our history?
Are you understanding?
What is compassion?
Another adjustment
By a licensed advisor
Further in debt
And are we surprised?
Sellers rejoice
No regulations
And nothing to stop us
Don’t you believe me?
Who owns our memories?
Who owns our history?
Are you understanding?
What is compassion?
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Aujourd'hui
03:50
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Easy to scream
So hard to say it
So hard to speak
When we’re not talking anymore
Patience we bleed
Our scars display it
We lost the bet
We lost the war
The same old scene
The screen replaying
Reality
No, it don’t mean much anymore
Our sanity
Is worth repaying
To calm our fears
Settle the score
Aujourd’hui, Aujourd’hui
J’arrive, J’arrive
Je crois toujours
Nous grandissons
Je crois toujour
Je vais apprendre à la dure
Nos vies sont belle ensemble
J’embrasse mes doutes
J’embrasse mes peurs
Aujourd’hui, Aujourd’hui
J’arrive, J’arrive
Aujourd’hui, Aujourd’hui
C’est la vie
Aujourd’hui, Aujourd’hui
Et moi aussi
Aujourd’hui, Aujourd’hui
J’arrive
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Bayonet
03:20
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Feeding on the tension
Boiling all around
Truth or propaganda
Monuments burn down
Searching for a beacon
An anchor to behold
But in the open market
Even sellers will be sold
I found a bayonet
In brackish water
A relic from the war
A reminder of the slaughter
Sunning on the ruins
Zealots on parade
Their cheerleaders are all ringers
Preening in the shade
Marching with the masses
Corpses on display
Why disguise the punch line
When their maker has been made
I found a bayonet
In brackish water
A relic from the war
A reminder of the slaughter
Truth isn’t static
It struggles like the wind
And if death is the price of paradise
Then death is not the end
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Word travels fast when it comes to the past
Yeah you heard about me
A reputation to believe
How I drank the seven seas
How I tamed every beast
Yeah you heard about me
I can bring you to your knees
We both know it’s mutual
We both know it’s mutual
Tell me what you like and I’ll keep you up all night
31 years and we finally got it right
Tell me what you like because
I’m no longer frightened
We both know it’s mutual
We both know it’s mutual to me
I’ve seen it all before
The way you watch my pour
The way you check the time
When I’m walking out the door
I’ve seen it all before
You do not deserve me
We both know it’s mutual
We both know it’s mutual to me
Time is like the sea when you have no place to be
We both know it’s mutual
We both know it’s mutual to me
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8. |
How Many Duchesses
03:16
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I was sleeping so long
That I’d wake for anyone
From my Byzantine thoughts
Of those Sarajevo shots
How many dukes
To darken a doorway?
And how many archdukes
To fill the streets with blood?
How many duchesses
Standing on their crutchesses
Screaming at the snivelers
“It’s Dutch Eye! It’s Dutch Eye! It’s Dutch!”
I was sitting so long
That I’d stand for anything
I’d scratch at the surface
Just to feel a sense of purpose
How much grace
To start a riot?
And how much nobility
Just to rise above?
And how many peerages
Clawing at their carriages
Crying at the coronets
“It’s Dutch Eye! It’s Dutch Eye! It’s Dutch!”
Thus spake the fire worshipers
Beneath the undiluted stars
Plus/minus an angry mob
Filled with spit and char
Sacrifice the sacrifices
Paint a painting in the painting
Bury the dogs in the garden
Yeah, bury the dogs
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9. |
I Came Alive
02:11
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I came alive late Tuesday night
A spark inside turned on my light
I left the house
Put on pressed pants
I brushed my teeth
A call to dance
A brand new shirt
My favorite hat
I left my wife
I scared the cat
I felt so good
So confident
My wallet fat
Money to spend
Won’t you please tell me what it feels like to belong
A brief moment of ecstasy can only last so long
I came alive
In search of new euphoric states
A brand new bag
To tempt my fate
I took a trip to elevate
Felt my heart beat
A higher place
Won’t you please tell me what it feels like to belong
A brief moment of ecstasy can only last so long
I came alive
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In renovated kitchens
We argue
About the Presbyterians
Cattle rustlers on a shining rock
In rented cars
We admit
To our prejudices
Like wildebeests devouring wild dogs
In the space
Between what we said
And what we meant to say
We’ve been disappearing
On slipcovered sofas
We watch tv
Better versions of better
Lives we never wanted
In air conditioned rooms
We sit in silence
Hoping to feel alright
About what is gone and will never return
In the space
Between the words we chose
And the way those words were heard
We’ve been disappearing
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SAVAK Brooklyn, New York
SAVAK was formed in 2015 by Sohrab Habibion (Obits, Edsel) and Michael Jaworski (The Cops, Virgin Islands), who play guitars and trade off singing songs, along with drummer Matt Schulz (Holy Fuck, Enon). The live band features Jeff Gensterblum (Small Brown Bike, Her Head’s On Fire) on drums and bassist Matt Hunter (New Radiant Storm King, Silver Jews). ... more
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