1. |
Noir
03:22
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This unconditional love
So demanding, so tolerant
I am beyond sedated
Like a dried butterfly
That turns to powder at the touch
You’re safest when you don’t say much
My urge wonders about
Like shades in a room
And explosive made of ice
So tired and stimulant
This unconditional love
So demanding, so tolerant
I am beyond sedated
This unconditional love
So demanding, so tolerant
I am beyond sedated
(Stimulant)
Like a dried butterfly
That turns to powder at the touch
You’re safest when you don’t say much
My urge wonders about
Like shades in a room
And explosive made of ice
So tired and stimulant
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2. |
Woe
03:54
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As I fall asleep
Watching ActionKid
Strolling the streets
A modern life dream
Post-Soviet scene
Breaks me to bits
Still we feel the shame
Own it all
I lose my faith in playing
Now and then
‘Cause
Woe is this?
Woe is this
Woe is my kingdom
Failing to new land
Winning to this
Dream of the day
It’s the greatest dream
Never ends and fades away
Woe is this?
Woe is this
Woe is my kingdom
Woe is this?
Woe is this
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3. |
Young Turks
04:34
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Oh
Understood, understood
Here we go again
The history repeats itself
Time to understand
Now or never
Come closer tonight
Don’t be unkind
‘Cause it gets bitter
In the end
All the young Turks
They’re sorry for the news
No need to argue
All them precious words
Make no sense at all
Search for the truth
Young Turks are sad and lonely
Young Turks feel hopeless
Can’t help, it feels so empty
Young Turks are restless
Then to binge on pain
Still waving with a pride
To an old parade
Which had long since passed us by
All the young Turks
They’re sorry for the news
It’s time to argue
All them precious words
Make no sense at all
Search for the truth
Young Turks are sad and lonely
Young Turks feel hopeless
Can’t help, it feels so empty
Young Turks are restless
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4. |
Big Switch
01:38
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Big switch
Bad switch
Fire after fire
Smoke after smoke
Mistake after mistake
Scraping, inhaling
The asphalt, the zone
Morning after morning
The rust in my rose
Reaching for the bad switch
Make believe
Make believe
Make believe
The dust in my nose
Make believe
Scraping, inhaling
Turning the big switch
Turning the bad switch
Turning the big switch
Turning the bad switch
The hands, the eyes, the bone
Defile, the ground, lie down
Pain after pain, that’s denial
The hands, the eyes, the bone
Defile, the ground, lie down
I’m turning it now
The big switch
Big switch
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5. |
Delfinia
04:03
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Ah, Delfinia
(Space-time dream)
Ah, Delfinia
(Space-time dream)
Thank you for choosing Delfinia
We promise you a great experience
In an atmosphere of timeless elegance
Comfortable and stylish rooms
And an unmatched sea view
Delfinia offers a wide selection of facilities
Which are detailed in the booklet
Placed on the writing-table in your room
Should you require any assistance
Or have any specific requirements
Please do not hesitate to contact our duty managers
At their desk in the lobby
Wish you a pleasant staying
Thank you
Ah, Delfinia
Space-time dream
Ah, Delfinia
Space-time dream
Space-time dream
Space-time dream
Found myself sitting next to Groucho Marx
I think I dreamed a little while
The lady at the bar nodded
And smiled a crooked smile
Said it’s so close, but no cigar
Ah, Delfinia
Space-time dream
Ah, Delfinia
Space-time dream
Ah, Delfinia
Space-time dream
Oh no I can’t blame you
Space-time dream
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6. |
That Night
02:27
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Who knew?
The universe kept expanding
Inside that tiny room
The most beautiful room
I called home
Always had one too many
Chasing white rabbits
And poking dimples
In gold nettings for sure
And regal eighteen
Late night snacking
The choking smoke
Adoring the works of art
Aspired to leave our traces
Friends, neighbors, lovers
Late night deliveries
The usual
Forgotten
The most loved
Taken for granted
The shallow vortex
The soul
The texture
Never washed in day light
And the music
Soundtracks of our lives
Oh
It was a Tuesday
That night
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7. |
Untitled 3
00:34
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Here we go again
The history repeats itself
Time to understand
Now or never
Come closer tonight
Don’t be unkind
‘Cause it gets bitter
In the end
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Dahakara Istanbul, Turkey
Dahakara (means darker/blacker in Turkish) is a dark electronic project from Istanbul that creates a gloomy and intense musical aura and combines it with assertive lyrics.
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