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Algorithm & Ambition
03:24
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you like to run at the first sign of trouble
a pattern you’ve seen so many times
you like to stay down there in your bubble
you know the moves and you know the signs
you wanna be a part of the scene
you wanna drive home their perception
you throw your weakness into your screen
in hope to find some real connection
but all you share is superficial
while you long for the deep end
insecure and artificial
never showing, just pretend
tiring endless repetition
always rising to the bait
preaching like you’re on a mission
in a world that you create
you like to frame your own description
dirty tricks but your image is clean
you won’t decide what’s truth or fiction
‘cause anger is your biggest revenue stream
we do the digging while you’re keeping the treasure
you sell connection but you’re not here to care
and you won’t stop until we yield to the pressure
‘cause if we break then that’s something worth to share
‘cause all you need is our submission
to keep your pockets filled with gold
expose, exploit human condition
leading down the rabbit hole
algorithm and ambition
always rising to the bait
preaching like you’re on a mission
in a world that you create
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2. |
Bring Home The Love
03:46
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you wonder what to do
well you won’t know
until you let go
now hold the thought and ease your breath
your life spread out from birth to death
a lot of love is coming your way
thrown into a game
of who is who
who knows the rules
in time the signs well understood
the minute it starts feeling good
a lot of love is coming your way
the weight of the world’s a little lighter today
now that you broke the news that you are here to stay
once a ghost in the mirror
now you fit your own shape
you bring home the love that’s coming your way
beauty is a catch
flaws are there
now stop your glare
you know you can’t please everyone
doesn’t mean you’re on your own
a lot of love is coming your way
now take a look around
a change of view
see how they see you
everything’s where it should be
like a line sung in your favorite key
a lot of love is coming your way
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3. |
Carry All Your Weight
03:24
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I carry all your weight with me
you tell me that I’m weak
stare into my face, tell me
how everything looks bleak
a new low
oh no
don’t speak
just go
load up all your weight on me
the problem with the coin is you
never know which way you’ll flip
a lot of little lies make up
for one more magic trick
a new low
oh no
don’t speak
just go
the problem
won’t solve
load up all your weight on me
I’m on a losing streak
count up my mistakes while I’m
feeling like a freak
maybe I am wrong but I
I think it’s kinda cheap
I carry all your weight
but you tell me that I’m weak
load up all your weight on me
I’m on a losing streak
count up my mistakes while I’m
feeling like a freak
maybe I am wrong but I
I think it’s kinda cheap
you load up all your weight on me
so don’t tell me I am weak
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4. |
Stay Here
04:35
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oh why
why did you wanna die
I struggle to find the right words
can’t tell you how much it hurts
oh I
I don’t seem to get it right
it takes all out of you to reveal
so you better hide the pain you feel
with every fiber you show
what everyone already knows
you got hurt real bad
it’s driving you mad
oh I could guess why
is it the way I look
or the way I remind
you of the weakness that took
you to a place
you can’t see
so you tunnel through me
you just can’t let it be
with every fiber you show
what everyone already knows
that you got hurt real bad
no way to face off the madness that took you away
from here
the place where we live
we fight, we forgive
and we stay
right here
and learn to survive
the madness, the strive
to feel love
oh it feels so wrong
the stages of grief they say
someday they’ll walk away
and find someone else there to blame
then open my heart
remove the pain surgically
turn my face to happy
and keep the rest look like me
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5. |
You Crack Me Up
03:59
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oh you crack me up
as I go down the pan
I’m hanging, I’m a drop
I forgot how to land
my reflection and your eyes
form a mirror, a surprise
and I’m so glad that I’m alive to know you
I wanna stay here in your present
but I can’t get past my past
I am waning, I’m a crescent moon
I know I won’t last
my reflection and your eyes
form a mirror, a surprise
and I’m so glad that you’re alive to hold me
you’re a silver lining
you’re a bright beam of hope
you’re the straight in my spine
you’re the twist in my trope
you’re all colours of the rainbow
you’re a big pot of gold
you are courage
you’re a story that cant wait to be told
you keep track of time
when I have lost all faith
and I’m such a lousy mime
I can’t keep a straight face
my reflection and your eyes
form a mirror, a surprise
and I’m so glad that I'm alive to know you
you’re like skin, you’re so in touch
you reach me far beyond
you are gravity as such
you’re the ground where I’m from
my reflections and your eyes
form a mirror, a surprise
and I’m so glad that you’re alive to hold me
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my mirror is a vicious fool
I trust the vision, use the tool
a shame that covers all my bones
guess inside and throw your stones
I wanna be here fully true
to come undone just as you do
finding comfort in a touch
not too subtle, not too much
I’m no longer waiting here
I’m just passing through
I’m picking up, I’ll let it be
ready to start anew
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7. |
Tender Eyes
03:57
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I hide, I cave, I cringe, I freeze
I disagree but try to please
I shut up and say thank you
I give up
I stutter and I stumble
first I bloat and then I crumble
I’m a total loss for words
I can’t speak up
but then I’m spending the time
and I’m changing my mind
and you say all the things I need to hear
oh it’s looking good
I can see myself through tender eyes
now my world’s a better place
I bounce back easily and I make believe
and leave all comfort at home
like a holiday
a get away
a destiny
like magic
a melody, a time machine
a wipe that leaves the slate all clean
an open drawer, a broken thing you love
a photograph, a novel smile
a memory, adventure time
a turn, a twist, a link, a treasure trove
and then I’m spending the time
and I’m changing my mind
and you say all the things I need to hear
a ray of grace, I’m basking in your glow
I break this nasty mirror and let go
I cut the cord, I fix my scattered brain
I recondition and then start again
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no more trying to compete
I’ll fuck up your balance sheet
I’m not gonna take your call
but I’ll tear down your office wall
no more cleaning up your shit
but I’ll watch you take care of it
I’m burning bridges, no career
I am getting out of here
I don’t wanna go to work
when all you see is just a perk
you’ll feed on until you choke
I'm not the butt of your sick joke
I want no part in your rat race
I think I’d rather spend my days
tryin’ to find a life I fit
I’m taking off from here
I quit
your economy my cause
no more days in shopping malls
zero interest, double take
I just need a bathroom break
and an extended holiday
somewhere that is far away
I’m burning bridges no career
I am getting out of here
golden handshakes, CEO’s
we know where our money goes
we don’t want your charity
and fuck off with austerity
we need social justice, medicare
you better fucking pay your share
or we will beat you at the poll
with a message that you can’t control
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9. |
Outrage
03:45
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one taste of fulminate I come around
clutching my one mistake
taking my time
a healthy dose of outrage
it's been too long
I bark at passersby who do me wrong
after months of hallmark
pretty sympathy, I’ve heard it all
about ready to break my fall
we’ve got a whole lot to be
angry about
I’m turning my finger round
the final face that I see
last thing at night
and still right there when I rise
I’ve seen the sorrow, danced with pain
and felt the fear grow
I heard the message from tomorrow
that told me so
the truth is I have found a way to
finally feel alive
it took reaching the bottom for my
dark to shine
pre-eruption, deconstruction
dissolution, resolution
agitation, culmination
solidarity, elation
antagonize, vandalize
be a spark create devise
I’m taking steps now, I can feel how
everything is gonna be alright
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10. |
Past To Pasture
05:20
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a blinking blue light
where a year was last seen
ten thousand processes
fall from a screen
a tale’s worth of post it notes
and scribbles of time
time spent breathing
life to deadlines
from the tapping of keystrokes
to CPR jolts
the fingers that faltered
and ground to a halt
paralyzed, caught on a road
struck like a rabbit in headlights it seems
your waking hours, and all of your waking dreams
have all torn at the seams
you wake up inside
in a hospital bed
to a breakfast of pills and cold tea
they gave you for your head
put oil paint to canvas
put grey in your hair
put the past to pasture
where the fields have grown bare
and I’ll make a start
and fill up the holes you free
and slowly you might begin to heal
a diary to cancel
a year put on hold
from the day summer ended
and gave in to the cold
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11. |
So It Goes
01:26
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and so it goes we wonder why
the amber drops and traps the fly
we always dream of better days
for once to try and change our ways
in which we see the world at large
take a breath and then recharge
an ancient spaceship, pale blue dot
a buried truth that we forgot
you cannot know what no one knows
you try your best, you’re getting close
a walking cane a wrinkled nose
we fade and grow and so it goes
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a car ride home, the heavy air
my heated breath, your greying hair
a fueled debate, no one engaged
your mean remarks, my burning rage
always picking, put together
going nowhere never ever
separation, isolation
an endless search for consolation
with you gone forever over
no more chance of finding closure
just acceptance, only peace
while you rest and I still breathe
no surprise we fell apart
with everything we have been through
though we ran on same beliefs
we upheld opposing views
it shoulda, coulda, would have been
just another tired song
I’m letting go I long to know now
what will happen from here on
late summer night, a teenage dream
his trembling hand, your muffled scream
trapped inside a broken home
with him up on his lonely throne
always picking, put together
going nowhere never ever
no more love without compliance
a quiet pain that follows silence
it takes more than a life to see the change
well are we cursed to repeat old mistakes again
a raging river pushing on a wheel
the day you lay your ghosts to rest, the day you heal
a future child, a second chance
you hold your breath and take their stance
stressful morning, office night
a rotten routine bound to blight
always picking put together
going nowhere never ever
you can hear the voices coming
but you won’t stop the program running
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James Choice Vienna, Austria
James Choice is a singer/songwriter based in Vienna, Austria. Their music is defined by their incredibly listenable, yet constantly surprising and unexpected hooks, underpinned by subtle lyrics, rich vocal harmonies, and melodies that soar from broken and delicate depths to defiant and dizzying highs. ... more
James Choice recommends:
Our drummer, Kathrin and bass player, Georg's other band, Kaiko. They write really beautiful and emotional songs.
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Our old tourmate and friend, Perkie has an incredible voice and songwriting style, and you should definitely have a listen to her music.
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Our Keyboard player, Michael Dey plays folk-rock music and is definitely worth checking out!
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