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La lune se lève
01:30
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Algeria
01:48
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Blood Pavement
05:26
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Marche des couteaux
01:17
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Guts she guts
02:36
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Guts She Guts
From the dead of the night to your living room
can I creep inside with my lively gloom ?
don't be afraid my dear when you turn on the lights
my whole body's covered with a thousand eyes
oh guts she guts, me by the throat
guts she guts, a desperate love
guts she guts, I'm on my knees
guts she guts....
I'm gonna leap into the night now, leave forever
or just gonna aim for the core of this burning love
ehhhhh oh guts she guts, ehhhhh oh guts she guts, ehhhhh
oh guts she guts, ehhhhh ohhhh
now three more days, two years out of sight
I finally found my place amongst the wild
a shadow in the trees, I stand in the forest alone
and when at night I get lonely, I sing into a black payphone
oh guts she guts, me by the throat
oh guts she guts, gutted me out
I'm gonna leap into the night now, leave forever
or just gonna aim for the core of this burning love
ehhhhh oh guts she guts, ehhhhh oh guts she guts, ehhhhh
oh guts she guts, ehhhhh ohhhh
guts she guts
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Black haired girl
02:27
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Dive Narcissus Dive
04:43
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Dive Narcissus Dive
Take my hand down to the water
you can rest you heart here beneath the sky
be on your on feet when the sun comes back to brighten
your clouded eyes
when I say dive, Narcissus dive or die Narcissus, die
Just as a hundred black birds are cutting swiftly through the air
you catch a reflection of yourself and you can't help but to stare.
You keep putting yourself on display like a mirror held to the crowd
Cause maybe someone this time, with matching wounds will come around,
Oh dive, Narcissus dive or die Narcissus, die
when I say dive,Narcissus dive, or die, Narcissus die
And I swear your life doesn't have to be so hollow, no, no, no, no, no
if you dare to dive beneath your skin
it's hard I know, such a heart filled with sorrows
dive a little, I dare you to heal
Oh but Narcissus is cold and heart broken, Narcissus cannot hear
his wounds burning wide open, battered by the salt of his tears.
Oh dive, Narcissus dive or die Narcissus, die
when I say dive,Narcissus dive, or die, Narcissus die
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Row
04:59
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Laura Krieg - guitare électrique, back vocals
Johnny Couteau - vocal, basse, guitare préparée, clavier, percussions, saxophone.
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Break through the mirror
01:47
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Dive in or Die out
04:09
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Rues écarlates
03:18
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Beaten up
02:08
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Theme from the gutter
05:05
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Johny Couteau Montréal, Québec
Anthropocene by-product making styrofoam poetry that sounds like aluminum in a microwave oven.
Chanteure Angulaire / avant-garde commercial failure
They/Iel.
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