1. |
The Queen is Dead
05:33
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I’m wide awake, but my eyes are so tired.
How do you speak when your tongue’s on fire?
Tiring, tiring to see this play before me.
The Queen is dead, please notice the masses,
I found her bones within twelve caskets,
Tiring, tiring to see...
All hail dissent. The Queen is dead.
Unveil the majesty,
Mascara always bleeds,
As the lights dim down, your bounds are thrown about down the hall.
Unveil the majesty,
Mascara always bleeds..
As the lights dim down.
As the lights shut off on our souls, feening on your bones.
I’m wide awake, but my eyes are so tired.
How do you speak when your tongue’s on fire?
Tiring, tiring to see this play before me.
I’m wide awake, but my eyes are so tired.
How do you speak when your tongue’s on fire?
Tiring, tiring to see this play before me.
All hail dissent. The Queen is dead.
No light within this city till it’s burning to the ground.
No love within this city till it’s burning to the ground.
All hail dissent. The Queen is dead.
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2. |
I Never Said
02:17
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If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.
If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.
As the ocean tides swallowed up my face,
All I was you covered up in lace,
Dear God, how you feel so fake,
A porcelain doll barely keeping sane.
If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.
If you were to wake, I never said.
I never said.
I never said.
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3. |
Masochist
05:35
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Watch the ocean shore,
Like you did before.
It smothered all you love.
Are you feigning life?
My last resort is growing thin,
But so are you.
So are you.
Oh, I’m just a speck. Sadomasochists, cashing in my check.
Walk through broken glass.
You’re never coming back.
Smother all you love,
Keep all that you hate trapped deep down.
Are you feigning life? My last resort is growing thin, but so are you. So are you. (I’ve got the black lung baby. Goddamnit).
Oh, I’m just a speck. Sadomasochist, cashing in my check.
I’m just feigning life. I’m just killing time. I’ve got the black lung baby. When you speak I choke. When the words are said. Cemented in lead. It’s too much urgency. Too much urgency.
If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.
If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your fucking grand arrival.
As the ocean tides swallowed up my face,
All I was you covered up in lace,
Dear God, how you feel so fake,
A porcelain doll barely keeping sane.
If you were to wake, I never said I’d be awaiting your grand arrival.
If you were to wake, I never said.
I never said.
I never said.
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4. |
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In the flames, we were born
On the hills, where you swore
We’d be heroes for the day
You’re still dead in your grave
In the sky there were planes
As the bullets ricocheted
We were heroes for the day
You’re still dead in your…
In the flames, we were born
In the sky there were planes
As the bullets ricocheted
We were heroes for the day
In the sky there were flames
As the bullets ricocheted
We were heroes for the day
You’re still dead in your…
In the flames we just burn,
In the ashes we were saved.
In the flames, we were born.
On the hills, where you swore,
We’d be heroes for the day.
You’re still dead in your grave.
In the sky there were flames,
As the bullets ricocheted,
You’re still dead in your grave,
You were heroes for the…
In the flames we just burn,
In the ashes we were saved.
In the sky there were flames,
In the sky there were flames,
In the sky there were flames,
In the flames, we just burned.
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5. |
This City Loves You
02:45
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6. |
I'm Leaving Paris
08:42
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A crowd is rushing in to see Marie’s art.
My ship had capsized by the Dead Sea.
Of all the fickle things you said to me, I never knew.
Farewell my friends, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, my hearts grown trees.
Farewell my love, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, my hearts grown trees.
A crowd is rushing in to see Marie’s art.
My ship had capsized by the Dead Sea.
I tried to kill away all the things I try to hate.
Farewell my friends, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, my hearts grown trees.
Farewell my love, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again.
I was the one to find.
Under the ocean’s tide,
Life.
Farewell my love, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I knew no better. I don’t think we will meet again.
I’m a masochist, babe.
Farewell my friends, I’m fleeing Paris for fairer weathers. I don’t think we will meet again, I don't think we will meet again, my head's no longer in the sand. Good bye.
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LAVOLA Los Angeles, California
Appealing to an emotional space of lost comfort, forgotten feelings and artistic angst, Julian Cires’ genre-defiant indie art project Lavola crafts dangerously intimate and fiercely vibrant songs and live shows filled with volcanic energy and striking nuance. Lavola makes music for painters, music for lovers, and music for the masochists. ... more
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