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Whiskey in the Mornin'
05:42
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First shades of yellow, track of shattered light
What a warm and smooth burnin´, burnin’ deep inside
Oh what kind are my worries asking the oakish smell
They are tellin´ some hundred stories no one else could ever tell
So why don’t you leave me lonely with some pictures on my mind
No there’s nothing about to worry ‘cause I know I will be fine
With some Whiskey in the mornin´
Whiskey in the mornin´
Yeah Whiskey in the mornin’ by my side
Open range underneath some heavy blue fast grasping on my mind
Well it’s melted all together to one point and I will find
That I hate it, need it feel so rotten
Salted streams in my face and a love once long forgotten
now I know I lost this race
I need some Whiskey in the mornin´
Whiskey in the mornin’
Yeah Whiskey in the mornin´ by my side
So what kind are my worries asking the oakish smell
They are tellin´ some hundred stories no one else could ever tell
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Adam
03:51
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Shake an apple of an apple tree – that’s what Adam said to me
Shake an apple of an apple tree – and you will see what I can see
Don’t care about the holy law – don’t care about the Lord at all
Don’t care about what Eve would say – Paradise is miles away - sing
Give me your hand and come down with me - sing
Show you a life what it could be - sing
Give me your hand and come down with me - sing
Life full of sin and misery – down here with me
There are voices in my head – fells like I was dead
There are pictures on my mind – fells like I was blind
There are voices in my head – I hear what Adam said
There are pictures on my mind – I know why I was blind
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Homeland
03:18
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Look at all this rain gazing nowhere
Taps on a plane - chilling out there
My eyes are picking some diffuse light
My thoughts are sticking on now which way is right
Under my feet black and green
Wish I could seek what I have seen
Air of taste and distant voices leaving without any haste
So many choices to take
Iron lines – Homeland plains
I’ll be back losing all my chains
Lost the core in designation
Darkest night in resignation
Give my hands the shaking two - to whom I stand?
It might be you
Where we go well no one knows
The future is bright and it will show
My mind is broken on its own
My heart is broken all alone
Nothing more for me to say
Then I’ll be home some day
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She Was Young
03:15
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Can you see it in her eyes, can you see that she has cried,
Can you feel that her heart is broken inside,
Did you notice she is gone, notice she passed by,
Did you ever ask yourself, what happed that night,
That night when you were drunk, you told all those lies,
Lies to her, when she was young.
You can tell it by the way, by the way she walks that door,
She will never turn around, to the things she had before,
She will leave you with smile, never say good bye,
You will stand there at the door, like you stood there years before,
What happened that night, that night when you were drunk,
You told all those lies, lies to her,
When she was young, she was young...
You can tell it by the way, the way she walks that door,
She will never turn around, to the things she had before.
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Black Thoughts
03:33
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All my thoughts stare into black,
All my guts will hold this wrack,
Missing something deep inside of me,
Must be something overseen.
With my heart and with my brain,
With my Bones and all this pain,
I’ll be never back again.
Neck and knees are stiff and slow,
Plaque and death just in a row,
Long forgotten the High Lord,
With no mercy and no sword,
With my heart and with my brain,
With my Bones and all this pain,
I’ll be never back again.
All my thoughts stare into black,
All my guts will hold this wrack,
I never dreamed I never slept,
Follow ways without concept,
A lot to go but none to be,
Just like a Fish in a nightmare sea,
There’s no one watching over me.
A Feverish hunt without an end,
Nothing good or bad to spend,
With no reason and no goal,
Damn you god where is my soul.
With my heart and with my brain,
With my Bones and all this pain,
I’ll be never back again.
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Golden Hero
06:36
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No green is left, the world is getting grey
Bitter rain keeps on falling, we’re not prepared to stay
People dig flesh from the bones, nothing left to say
This is Grim Reapers calling but there is no one here to pray
‘cause we are sitting, waiting the whole life through
Watching the days go by, does it make any sense to you
Or is it just another lie
Fill your time with something true, burst your brain and let it fly
This is Grim Reapers calling, calling you to die
‘cause there are
Strange pattern on the wall, yellow, red and blue
While you wait use your fingers to draw ‘till the Reapers calling you
Step’n up to the heavenly door but there’s no one waiting here
All around these heavenly clouds they look like you my dear
Hear a voice from far behind, going down to see
If this is Grim Reapers calling but he’s calling not for me
‘cause we are sitting, waiting the whole life through
Watching the days go by, does it make any sense to you
Or is it just another lie
Fill your time with something true, burst your brain and let it fly
This is Grim Reapers calling, calling you to die
‘cause there are...
Cold fingers touching you, you’re hoping not to die
Cold eyes they stare at you, but you, you feel alive
Grimm Reapers calling out, calling out some names
You close your eyes, are you the one to blame
You feel you go insane
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nybillion Berlin, Germany
nybillion stands for handcrafred music from Berlin.
Our music style is Indie-Folk and
Urban-Blues.
Members
Bass - Fabio; Blues Harp - Big D; Lead-Guitar - Mike; Lyricist - Tino; Rhythm - Felix; Vocals & Guitar - Mark
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