MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
mad season - all alone
All alone
We're all alone...
We're all alone...
mad season - artificial red
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed
In the House of Ill Repute
Is this the way I spend my days
In recovery of a fatal disease?
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
On a cloud of pink has turn to grey
And I'm alone again, yeah
Someone to hold against my own
Alone, untouched is what I crave
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed
In the House of Ill Repute
Is this the place I search for love
When my need is within me, a gift from above?
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
mad season - i don t know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know who I am
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know who I am
Why we have to live in so much hate everyday? Oh yeah
Why the fighting and the coming down, am I sane?
I don't know, yeah
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know who to be
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know who I am
Why we have to live in so much hate everyday? Oh yeah
Why the fighting and the coming down, am I sane?
I don't know
When the teacher put the ruler down on my hand
I laugh!
Cross my heart and hide reliever in trails of blood,
I love?!?
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know who I am
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know who to be
Why we have to live in so much hate everyday? Oh yeah
Why the fighting and the coming down, am I sane?
I don't know
When the teacher put the ruler down on my hand
I laugh!
Cross my heart and hide reliever in trails of blood,
I love?!?
mad season - i don t want to be a soldier
Well
I don't wanna be a soldier mama
I don't wanna die
Well
I don't wanna be a sailor mama
I don't wanna fly
Well
I don't wanna be a faliure mama
I don't wanna cry
Well
I don't wanna be a soldier mama
I don't wanna die
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Well
I don't wanna be a rich man mama
I don't wanna cry
Well
I don't wanna be a poor man mama
I don't wanna fly
Well
I don't wanna be a lawyer mama
I don't wanna lie
Well
I don't wanna be a soldier mama
I don' wanna die
Oh no (12x)
Well
I don't wanna be a beggar mama
I don't wanna die
Well
I don't wanna be a theif now mama
I don't wanna fly
Well
I don't wanna be a church man mama
I don't wanna cry
Well
I don't wanna be a soldier mama
I don't wanna die
Oh no (11x)
mad season - i m above
For clear space and soundess of mind
I've let you play me for some time
One can only receive and retain
But the lies you recite for your gain
So you rely on my faith in your kind
Or rather continue to pretend that I'm blind
You say I made your life a living hell
And yet still let me pay you when I fell
How is it you're feeling so uneasy?
How is it that I feel fine?
Life reveals what is dealt through seasons
Circle comes around each time
I've been blessed with eyes to see this
Behind the unwhole truth you hide
Bite to remind the bitten, bigger
Mouth repaying tenfold wide
I'm above
Over you I'm standing above
Claiming unconditional love
Above
Try to keep bad blood in the past
Never thought a chance, a chance it would last
I have strength enough, enough to forgive
I desire peace where I live
I've been blessed with eyes to see this
Behind the unwhole truth you hide
Bite to remind the bitten, bigger
Mouth repaying tenfold wide
How is it you're feeling so uneasy?
How is it that I feel fine?
Life reveals what is dealt through seasons
Circle comes around each time
I'm above
Over you I'm standing above
Claiming unconditional love
Above
I'm above
Over you I'm standing above
Claiming unconditional love
Above
I'm above
Over you I'm standing above
Claiming unconditional love
Above
mad season - lifeless dead
Lifeless dead, that unclean bed
Till or when her hunger's fed
How he'd wished that they would wed
"I promise on our love" she said
Promises were never kept
Alone on dirty floor he slept
Yeah, Lifeless Dead
And although he'd not accept
She was gone and so he wept
Then a demon came to him
"You must know I'm gonna win"
Yeah, Lifeless Dead
He said, she said
She led him dead
He said we bled
She said not fed
Lifeless Dead, Lifeless Dead
Lifeless Dead, Lifeless Dead...
mad season - long gone day
So much blood I'm starting to drown
Runs from cold to colder
Time to time the sky's come down
To help me lose my way
Tears and lies for answers
You and open veins, God knows I'm gone
Girl I just want you to
Come on down
Lord it's a storm and I'm heading to fall
These sins are mine and I've done wrong, oh babe
Come on down
Long Gone Day
Mmmm, who ever said
We wash away with the rain
See you all from time to time
Isn't it so strange
How far away we all are now
Am I the only one who remembers that summer
Oh, I remember
Everyday each time the place was saved
The music that we made
The wind has carried all of that away
Long gone day
Mmmm, who ever said
We wash away with the rain
So many tears I'm starting to drown
The rain in heaven's all come down
Silver spoons affix the crown
The luckless ones are broken
Fears and lies for answers
You and open flames
God knows I'm gone
And I just want you to
Come on down, hmmm
Lord it's a storm and I'm heading to fall
These sins are mine and I've done wrong
I want you to, oh, I just want you to
Come on down
I fear again, like then, I've lost my way
And shout to God to bring my sunny day
mad season - november hotel
Instrumental
mad season - river of deceit
My pain is self-chosen
At least, so the prophet says
I could either burn
Or cut off my pride and buy some time
A head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist
The river of deceit pulls down, oh oh
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
My pain is self-chosen
At least i believe it to be
I could either drown
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
Now i can grow a beautiful shell for all to see
The river of deceit pulls down, yeah
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
The pain is self-chosen, yeah
Our pain is self-chosen
mad season - voodoo child
Music by Jimi Hendrix
mad season - wake up
Wake up young man, it's time to wake up
Your love affair has got to go
For 10 long years, for 10 long years
The leaves to rake up
Slow suicide's no way to go, oh
Blue, clouded grey
You're not a crack up
Dizzy and weakened by the haze
Moving onward
So an infection not a phase
Yeah, oh
The cracks and lines from where you gave up
They make an easy man to read, oh
For all the times you let them bleed you
For little peace from God you plead, and beg
For little peace from God you plead
Ahhaahh, Yeah, Ahhaahh, Yeah, Ahhaahh, Yeah
Wake up young man, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Oh, yeah
Wake up young man, it's time to wake up
Your love affair has got to go, yeah
For 10 long years, for 10 long years,
The leaves to rake up
Slow suicide's no way to go, oh
Slow suicide's no way to go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
mad season - x ray mind
Do the laughs die when
One such as I run
And allow myself
Time for own true needs
When convincing me
That you're on my team
May not lie to me
But not mentioning
So sit back and have
An hysterical
Laugh at tiny holes
Buy and trade men's souls
X-ray mind reads plenty
Worth no more than pennies
You, they, it or what
Have been fair, I thought
May you never free
You from you or me
See the more I think
I'm afraid to blink
I don't move an inch
Slowly draining me
Hire a spy and bug me
Pimp your friends for money
Rich and growing sicker
Sell the dead ones quicker
mad season - black book of fear
Disconnected
Far above the ground
You're too close to hear
That thundering sound
Neglected
Behind castle wall
It's your high-wire walk
It's your kingdom to fall
Rainin'
God give up the rain
The way it comes down
Is a God damn shame
Fadin'
Fading to blue
Is distance time
Is cold as the moon
This is the room where crime scene stays
The burning black book of fear tore out a page
This is a house where a crime scene's staged
One of these days we'll be walking in the sun
Some simple day that has not yet begun
And one of the visions the Devil got away
And one of these dreams the dead didn't stay
This is a house where crime scene's staged
The burning black book of fear tore out a page
This is a room where crime scene's staged
Raining
God give up the rain
The way it comes down
Is a God-damn shame
Fading
Fading to blue
Is distance time
Is cold as the moon
This is a room where crime scene stays
The burning book of fear tore out a page
This is a house where a crime scene's staged
Neglected, behind castle wall
It's your high-wire walk, it's your kingdom to fall
Raining, God give up the rain
The way it comes down, is a God-damn shame
mad season - slip away
Born of the water
Born of the flame
This life is a monster
Don't you know it's name
The house it is wooden
The house it is stone
The proud broken hearted
And close to the bone
Once you had a nightmare
And then it came to pass
Crazy sky in the morning
Green as the grass? Covering a grave
Just a slip away
Just a slip away
Mmhmm mm
Just a slip away
Down to the water
Drawn to the flame
This life will leave you crippled
Don't you know the game
Once you woke up choking
But then you held it down
Dry as the sand in the desert
Black as the clouds covering the sun
mad season - locomotive
No sleep, your countenance fallen
Turned white as a sheet
in the face of the rain grown colder
The wallflower waltzin'
The locomotive crawlin'
Blood on the wheels where the rust don't stain
Your self-chosen cure is your self-chosen pain
No time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide
Johnny, come lately
The black light suits you baby
Too sweet, it's there for the killing
Lyin' there at your feet
but the face in the mirror's grown older
A bell's distant ringin', the scorpion stingin'
Wheel's making noise, but your mind don't care
The world's screaming in like you're not even there
You slide, inside
To the back of a train they call suicide
Johnny, come lately
You know the black light suits you baby
You slide, inside
To the back of a train they call suicide
Johnny, come lately
You know the black light suits you baby
No time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide
Johnny, come lately
You know the black light suits you baby
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