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Second
Album (2004) - French ep (2004) -
First album (1999)
Second album General's Crown (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) And if i travel space at the speed of light It's to find you And if the only trace, what you have left Was a warm embrace And if the general's crown was a crown of nails You'll be whispering a strange serenade It takes time to be freed from your role (x2) And the lies they feed your ego Your loneliness is a masquerade You settled to protect yourself In a funny way In a different way It takes time to be freed from your role (x4) And the lies they feed your ego Ego & I (d'argirolle - my diet pill) Disillusion, dissension One love for a life but no life for one love No sacrifice, no compromise Misunderstandings and we’re fed up staying If one feeling can hurt a man I wanna be inhuman I ain’t got no lust for pleasure I don’t want to suffer Dysfunction, distortion See the modern quest, the blooming of itself Don’t look backward, don’t look forward This generation waits for a revelation If one feeling can hurt a woman She wanna be inhuman Is there anyone who can help her ? She doesn’t want to suffer Tell me if it’s a game See your empty life Tell me if it’s a shame See my empty life Division, destruction Nuclear family has one foot in the grave Solitude in the hive One point for self-service lives I like your void, do you like mine ? We’re glad untogether I like your freedom, do you like mine ? See us when it’s better Do you trust me? When I say I’m nothing when you don’t look at me When you give me substance to be something now If not, I won’t be anything When this world comes back to the void Do you trust me now? Sandy's bathroom (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) Go into Sandy's bathroom (repeat) Some say i won't dare to go in there Fuck them iwill go anyway I'm not the coward you think i am I'm gonna prove that i deserve to be a man And i will break in and i'll see her naked And i will touch her tits while she's yelling A as i remember that little song Oh oh, you thought that i would run Papapa And you thought that i'd be sca-a-ared Papapa Now you all got to shut your mouth I don't need no more advice Papapa 'cos i saw Sandy naked in her ba-a-ath. Go into Sandy's bathroom (repeat) Little scratches (d'argirolle - my diet pill) Going down to downtown full of sounds This languid town’s blinding with its city lights I’m looking at some lovely passers-by The summertime anyway makes people nice Good country songs often talk ‘bout a river My country song’s talking about this and that Good country songs often talk ‘bout a mountain My country song’s talking ‘bout I don’t know what This song’s to have a dance with you This song is only to have a dance with you I wonder if it’s better to burn from a kindled kiss Than in a simulated bliss This song will come too soon to its end It always will be remembered as empty I should earn money from the time that I spend Instead of writing down this inanity This song’s to have a dance with you This song is only to have a dance with you Desert (d'argirolle - my diet pill) In the cold fort, there’s a man Watching the desert, keeping an eye On the void of an existence On disappointed hopes On the vain obstacles of life No retreat in his military, no retreat faced with the enemy No retreat in front of nonsense In this place where a daily tragedy settled down Round the cold fort stand some mountains And behind the mountains, there’re some enemies All the guards have yet heard the stomps Of soldiers they’ve never seen All the guards still wait for fight No retreat in his military, no retreat faced with the enemy No retreat in front of nonsense In this play where a daily tragedy settled down L'accalmie (d'argirolle - my diet pill) Ce matin, je suis en paix avec moi-même Après les effusions, après la confusion Je me suis vidé Ce matin, j’ai fait la paix avec moi-même Family (d'argirolle - my diet pill) All my family are here All my family I know they’ll forget me And now I’m gone All my family are here All my family I feel they’re around me Around my corpse Here we go! They’re arguing again ‘bout my money ‘bout my name Today’s just the same as yesterday My people they’re tearing her apart Respect my memory Not for posterity But just for the family Everyone’s going to the party, tonight Enjoy my funeral, tonight All my friends are at the party, tonight Without me, I’m afraid. The french EP L'idole (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) Quelque silhouettes Presque impersonnelles Essaient encore de m'intéresser Moi je les ignore Lorsqu'elles me présentent leurs corps Pour tenter de m'avoir Mon indifférence Sublime le sentiment Que celà me tente A part masquer mes faiblesses Et me cacher quand je soupire Je m'affiche... l'idole d'une jeunesse Qui n'est pas très regardante Sur ce que je représente Sur ma fonction inconsistante Et se moque de ce que je pense Et j'éprouve de la gêne Que je traîne encore Malgré tout mes efforts La beauté du geste (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) Elle l'oublie en passant Puis elle n'y pense plus du tout D'un revers de la main Elle l'écarte du chemin Et s'il tombe, C'est tant mieux Il ne se relèvera pas Il embrassera la route La face contre terre. Elle détourne le regard Elle ne le voit plus du tout Sa présence si étroite Il est déjà trop loin Elle ne l'entend même plus Elle n'y pense même pas La face dans la boue Et la peur dans les reins Sorti dans la cour Traîné dans la boue Elle sent quelques remords Mais elle les oublie très vite Et puis elle prononce les quelques mots Qu'elle aurait dû lui dire Il est de toute façon trop tard Pour regretter son geste Pour le pousser un peu plus pour le piétiner encore Sorti dans la cour Traîné dans la boue (et jeté aux ordures) Sorti dans la cour Face contre terre ( et jeté en pâture) Il reste étourdi par la beauté du geste. La rue (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) La rue n'écoutait pas quand Je t'ai vu passer par là Mais elle devrait pourtant S'y intéresser un temps soit peu Assez rares sont les instants Qui comptent plus que ceux Tellement moins ennivrants Mais que je connaissais mieux avant Je ne doute plus maintenant First Album Leash in head (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) He’s on the couch testing his strength Praying some angels to give some faith He’s taking his eyes from out of his head Trying however to endure that pain. How can you jump when your feet are tie How can you see when your eyes they are blind Trying to sink in the sheet on his bed He cannot withdraw this leash from his head Fantasy worlds are all that is left Nothing will ever be the same Having his eyes burned by the sun Is a such special and terrible thing But it’s not a hundredth of what is like To have your wings stroke at the roots And see them die Got a leash in his head There’s no chance to place life instead Heating light far from his eyes Buried deep in the depth of the skies Dozens of lights spots confusing his mind He has no strength to face these signs Trying to chase all those pictures from him He just makes them stronger And he knows he can’t win Got a leash in his head There’s no chance to place life instead Heating light far from his eyes Buried deep in the depth of the skies L'air de rien (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) Ce n'est pas ce soir que j'irai danser Avec les fantomes dans les halls de gare Je ne crois pas pouvoir courir avec la belle Sur la place du marche La nuit ne se prete plus A ce genre d' artifices faciles Et je ne crois pas pouvoir oublier Les soirs si clairs ou tu riais...si fort Je ne suis pas de ceux Qui, l'air de rien Oublient ces temps...ou font semblant Et disent que ce n'etaient rien. Ce n'est pas ce soir que j'irai pleurer Que j'irai me marrer sur ta tombe Il fait trop froid pour sortir Dans la chaleur de la foule Sitôt la nuit sera tombee Je serai encore de retour Mais il ne sera plus question D'aller danser au clair de lune Je ne suis pas de ceux Qui, l'air de rien Oublient ces temps...ou font semblant Et disent que ce n'etaient rien Summer song (dargirolle - my diet pill) Walking in the street In the pouring sun Smelling city air It’s really fun Looking at the old ones On the bench Waiting for the end Walking by the sea In a high wind Smelling iodine On my skin Looking at the youth On the beach Waiting for nothing My town is low My time is slow Summer is hot And life is flat I’m a larvae And I expect I’m burning down With boredom now Walking in the club Under the lights Smelling the perfumes Feeling alright Looking at the dancers On the dance floor Dancing alone Walking in the street In a starry night Stepping on a tramp He’s drunk and…wet Looking at myself In this place I feel tired My town is low My time is slow Summer is hot And life is flat I’m a larvae And I expect I’m burning down With boredom now Daily life is a fight You must win with fairness Seeking for fleeting delights Leads you to the loneliness Pa pa pa... Ladykiller (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) It’s time to wear your gold shining trousers Those lovely pants that fit you so well Spinnin’ round and round and round Your magic mirror, tonight, is so gentle You gotta… Move You gotta prove yourself you’re one of the best Lady killer Ten to ten, right now is time to go Through the streets of city of light To the lovely place where the girls come in bloom Heading for the blue crystal ballroom You gotta… Dance You gotta take your chance And find some flesh… to put in your bed You need to taste some lips as a comfort Yes… You can dance all night And move in time with girls in hands And lipstick stains over your neck Now it’s it, you’re in the temple of dancers Head high you sketch a few steps on the dance floor Hello… You throw your hat to the ladies As you see them all faint in the same time It’s so good to be… Irresistible And so sensual, and so incredible… Lady killer Clouds are made of pain (vlad e. andrjasevic - my diet pill) I try hard to read her thoughts I read her lips but I still don’t know I try to breathe but the breathing's slow I miss the words and I let them flow And she stands in the velvet light As I try to reach her hand ‘Cos I’m scared when the night comes Especially when it rains ‘Cos the clouds are made of pain I don’t want to stay outside I need a shelter from the sky I need her hand to chase the pain I turn my back against the wall And put a pillow on my face I close my eyes until I bleed ‘Cos the clouds are made of pain When the sky returns to blue I can say I feel secure 'Till it starts to rain again ‘Cos the clouds are made of pain Gettysburg (vlad e. andrijasevic - my diet pill) Dream of absolute comfort In a place near Gettysburg… Far from home And all those people heard about you And all those people heard bad about you But you crossed the seven seas to know the feeling But you climbed eleven trees to find you’re stuck In a dirty place near Gettysburg |