1. |
Intro
00:13
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2. |
Shapes of Freedom
03:35
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Flying Tailor - Shapes of Freedom
I don’t agree
When you tell me tales of your reality
You see
first hand I live, and first hand it should be
you stuff me up with bad news and good tea
Is it wrong the way I feel?
Beautiful faces
Beautiful spaces
Fantasies memories
Shapes of freedom
You take them away
You take them some place
You make me scared
You make me hateful
I’m not here to do you a favor
anyway
‘cause I need to work it out
Just need to figure out
(and) It’s not up to you
I don’t allow
That you should take care of whatever I feel
But now
what you feed me is what I’ll excrete
somehow
you’ve warped the way I see
Beautiful faces
Beautiful spaces
Fantasies memories
Shapes of freedom
You take them away
You take them some place
You make me scared
You make me hateful
I’m not here to do you a favor
anyway
‘cause I need to work it out
Just need to figure out
(and) It’s not up to you
I won’t let you through
I’m not afraid to lose
Myself in shapes of freedom
Myself in shapes of freedom
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3. |
Don't Put the Light On
04:13
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Flying Tailor - Don't Put the Light On
Someone’s stalking me
It isn’t the right time
I am troubled by curiosity
here we go, again a crime
I’m scared of my demon
But I have never seen one
Don’t put the light on
I’m still naked, I’m not done
Numb, cold and obsessed
Lost in echoes of ghosts
I don’t wanna confess
Dismantling my oaths
I’m afraid I’m a demon
But I don't feel like I’m one
I don't feel like I’m one
I don't feel like I’m one
Don’t put the light on
I’m so naked, I’m not done
And then I see why I don't care
I don't care
I'll shake hands with my fear and I dance
Dance with my demons
Dance with your demons
There's no fear
There's no fear in the world so just dance!
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4. |
Under My Skin
05:02
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Flying Tailor - Under My Skin
How could all this warmth
burst into my silence
brushing in my mind
like a million clouds
feelings I would show
about this place I'm leaving
instead I'm staying still
hiding under my skin
We're water in this sea
empty like our hands
drifting across a sky of fantasies
If all around we've nothing
then nothing is everything
you said
to me
And I am numb while what I see
is timeless fields under my skin
and I'm playing god in my domain
of shapeless pleasures and solid fears
bright and light the shivers blow
beneath the sheets of my daydreams
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5. |
Trainwreck
03:01
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Flying Tailor - Trainwreck
Im running away
across the streets
left it derailed
Bloodshot eyes
dust in my hair
I see you breathe
But I dont care
Whose got to take the blame for this?
Whose got to take the blame for this?
looking around
I see your hand
but not a sound
sympathy is far from me
I wish you dared
lie to me
Ill miss you
replace you
never have to face you
ill chase you
when I’m high.
I’ll take what’s yours,
Ill take what’s mine
Ill take it all back
And leave you in this trainwreck
And you were gone. I see
I see, You’ve left me behind, just I,
I thought t’was you and I (Just)
Just you and I
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6. |
The Tempest
05:37
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Flying Tailor - The Tempest
Another storm is coming
Every time it’s more intense
Every time it’s more confusing
Shelter for defence
But feelings are made of wind
whirlwind carrying petals, like
air in the sky unconfined
like water breaking through a dike
Another storm is coming
Every time it’s more intense
Every time it’s more confusing
But it’s no reason to be tense
And if all the world could sit
and stare at the sky
playing in the storm
without any tie
Blowing their hopes to the wind
don’t be afraid
yeah don’t be afraid
let yourself be swayed
Today a storm is aligned
And I am no longer weak
My bonds are not tightened
Resisting on the peak
And I will be ash, one day
And I’ll hide in any life form
I feel Im the wind, in the grey
I know Im the wind in the storm
And if all the world could sit
and stare at the sky
All playing in the storm
without any tie
Blowing their hopes to the wind
don’t be afraid
here comes the storm
Here comes the storm
God, it’s so intense
Every time it’s so confusing
So confusing, so confusing…
I’m in the storm
I’m in the storm
I’m caught in a storm
I’m caught in a storm
and I’m good.
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7. |
Perfectly Right
03:59
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Flying Tailor - Perfectly Right
And then I feel strange
Its out of my sight
its perfectly arranged
its perfectly right
but a wave of despair
I can't avoid that
and I keep repeating
its perfectly alright
When I'll be a man
I will have my dignity
I'll be justified
Blissed-out in futility
I will live a life
Cause someone else is not
And they'll keep repeating
It’s perfectly alright
The banks, the fuel
the walls, the borders
and everything between
divide us
Flags, RIghts
Lies, distractions
How this crap could
Make me happy?
Hush be quiet, Hush be quiet
The hand that feeds you
Is putting you to sleep
They are trying to get me
married,
taxable and futile
culture is pretentious
art must be productive
I will build a future
I will be your future
And wear a smile for you
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8. |
Wither Away
05:24
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Flying Tailor - Wither Away
Looks like we made it
The colours in your hair
Far from jaded
Looks like we’ve waited
Far too long; too much
has been said to remember
Lets put on some makeup
Get a futon to lie on
Drink to our beds
Wake up at sunrise
dance in the moonlight
As we set out and about
On our own ways
So isolated
Slip your hand under my head, darling
Lets put on some makeup
Get a futon to lie on
And giggle it out
Memories of
belle destinations
Hollow conversations
Flowing at odds
Holding on to
The last thread
Make sense of it all
Letting it away from my hand
Wither away
Wither away
And ill wither away
It leaves a foul foul foul
Taste in your mouth
Sound like a howl howl howl
If i had a voice
The less you do, you would ease
The less you say, will appease
Do me a favour and please
Let me be, let me be
Wither away
Wither away
And ill wither away
Wither away
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9. |
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Flying Tailor - The Call Me Flying Tailor
My name is Franz
and I hold needles rather than guns
they call me a tailor;
they call me unhinged
but I am a brave man
who has a dream
I know that fate is not with me
but I believe,
and I believe
don't follow me up the tower
but don't hide and cower
I straddle the fence
but sometimes 'guts' don't rhyme with 'sense'
Bear in mind
I might not reason
but to myself
I speak no treason
I'm aware
I might be a fool
but I don't cause war,
just my own doom
I know that fate is not with me
but I believe, and I believe
you might not like the end
but I am a legend as I stand
I straddle the fence
but sometimes 'guts' don't rhyme with 'sense'
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10. |
Outro
09:09
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Flying Tailor London, UK
Pompeii & Bombay born - London based band Flying Tailor is all about 2 men, 2 guitars and 2 voices relentlessly drifting between streams of memories, melancholia and magnificence. The sound of Flying Tailor is unique and decisive as the craftmanship of each and every song is dynamic and true to its spirit. Their debut album 'Inner Picture' is an acoustic project released by Music Mandi. (LABEL) ... more
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