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Colorbooks
03:20
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Colorbooks are made to fill the gaps within the lines
if you break the rules you may be asked to start another site
try again
As many times as you have tried as many times you've failed
to understand what you've been asked try harder to fit in
try again
No success in fitting in, achievements far away
you ask for guidance and a helping hand to stay
with you
You may found God but God has left so you have turned to right
fighting hard raising a flag to praise your unique state of mind
but try again
It's hatred that you spread because it's hatred you've received
even when the only warming thing is love that you will need
so try again
No success in fitting in, achievements far away
You ask for guidance and a helping hand to stay
In ecstasy you may believe the world is upside down
Follow leaders, idealize and yell your rebel songs
But come on and try again
Accused of lies you draw the line and build a cave to hide inside
the hideous monster you've created, violence
oh try again
Conspiracies, rage increased, gathered zombies filled the streets
Consideration long abandoned, love yourself
oh try again
No success in fitting in, achievements far away
you ask for guidance and a helping hand to stay
In ecstasy you may believe the world is upside down
Follow leaders, idealize and yell your rebel songs
But come on and try again
So come on and try again
Follow leaders, idealize and yell your rebel songs
Follow leaders, idealize and yell your rebel songs
Follow leaders, idealize and yell your rebel songs
But come on and try again
Come on and try again
Come on and try again
Come on and try again
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Backstreets
03:09
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You grew up in the backstreets of misery
with a sparkle in your heart
Used to roam on the streets being a lower thief
fighting to survive
With a talent gifted by the gods
the belief in your own will
working hard to get out this agony
heading out for the world
But in times like these you ask yourself
what it's like on the other side
if only you could turn the page again
When you danced on the screens, another pirouette
invincible to the bone
untouchable for the living man
bigger than life you were
Celebrated, glorified
sadness in your eyes
In a heartbeat defeat you were sacrificed
from the top of the world
But in times like these you ask yourself
what it's like on the other side
if only you could turn the page again
Carry on, oh carry on
carry on, carry on
Carry on, oh carry on, carry on
carry on, oh carry on
Carry on the torch lit by the stars
Carry on the weight
Lose yourself in drugs and fantasies
Die for peoples' dreams
Live on in peoples' dreams
But in times like these you ask yourself
what it's like on the other side
if only you could turn the page again
if only you could turn the page again
if only you could turn the page again
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Hell in Shelter
03:52
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Hell in Shelter
Weekend morning cartoons
turn the volume up
with joy
Cover up those scars
hit harder and restrains
let it in
Settle down with your nightmares
fight the demons in your head
Hide behind the wall of pillows
let the screaming go away
Disconnect and escape
cut the cardbox and get in
Swim through rivers and the ocean
just get far away from here
The place that you claim to be home
The shelter you thought
you would belong to
a stranger and evil
the hell
a stranger and evil
the hell
When the orange juice taste sour
but your mother tries to smile
in her eyes you notice sorrow
has it been another fight
Blackened eyes and the grief in her words
you try to help but you hide behind bars
Coward lips stay mute for a while
Trembling hearts shake perpetual
The place that you claim to be home
The shelter you thought
you would belong to
a stranger and evil
the hell
a stranger and evil
the hell
Blackened eyes and the grief in her words
you try to help but you hide behind bars
Coward lips stay mute for a while
Trembling hearts shake perpetual
The place that you claim to be home
The shelter you thought
you would belong to
a stranger and evil
the hell
a stranger and evil
the hell
The place that you claim to be home
The shelter you thought
you would belong to
a stranger and evil
the hell
a stranger and evil
the hell
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Chris Padera Nuremberg, Germany
Stories about long nights and the confessions afterwards, songs about the longing for a distant place. May it be the first
whiskey at the bar or a last farewell at the railway station.
Chris Padera’s music is influenced by folk, country and punk-rock. His live performances are a combination of attitude, emotion and a hell lot of fun.
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