Burn Slow - I AM

Here shall we live in this terrible town Where the price for our eyes shall squeeze them tight like a fist And the walls shall have eyes And the doors shall have ears But we'll dance in the dark And they'll play with our lives Like a Slow Burn Leading us on and on and on Like a Slow Burn Turning us round and round and round But who are we So small in times such as these Slow Burn Slow Burn Oh, these are the days These are the strangest of all These are the nights These are the darkest to fall But who knows? Echoes in tenement halls Who knows? Though the years snare them all Like a Slow Burn Leading us on and on and on Like a Slow Burn Twirling us round and round and upside down There's fear overhead There's fear overground Slow Burn Slow Burn Like a Slow Burn Leading us on and on and on Like a Slow Burn Turning us round and round and round And here are we At the center of it all Slow Burn Slow Burn Slow Burn

Wake up and you're next to nothing But the weight of the world is on your side Most days you don't even notice But that's a lie All you want is her eyes on you All you need is one hand deep inside Outside the wind she's screaming The windows shake and you cry But who's gonna feel you And who's gonna need you And in between there's always someone They don't get you but you reach and smile And maybe this slow burn treason Is better than the crash of a quick rise So brave the cold and close your mouth I'll bite your tongue if you'll bite mine Yeah lay your head on my legs babe Everything is fine except the time But who's gonna feel you And who's gonna need you Who's gonna feel you Who's gonna need you Who's gonna want you Who's gonna hold you Who's gonna love you Who's gonna tease you Who

It's a long walk on a rainy day It's the sad song that you put on replay It's the distance between New York and LA It's sitting alone in the back of a cafe It's a slow burn for me It's a slow burn for me It's a slow burn for me It's a slow burn for me First kiss at 25 'Cause you've always been too shy It's the tears in your eyes as you break up from a fight It's living on your own after kids and a wife It's the question you ask in the middle of the night It's a slow burn for me It's a slow burn for me It's a slow, slow burn It's a slow, slow burn It's a slow It's a slow It's a slow Keep it going 'til the morning And the flames they keep on burning This is your little light, I've stolen It's a slow, slow burn Keep it going 'til the morning And the flames they keep on burning This is your little light, I've stolen It's a slow, slow burn Slow, slow burn Slow, slow burn Slow, slow burn Slow Slow, slow burn Slow, slow burn Slow, slow burn Slow

قولوا لعمري يا وقلبي ما ينساكشي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري الكبدة اتقطعت بين زوج من Oran ل Marseille دلّالي من Oran ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري يا وقلبي ما ينساكشي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري ترقد وطفي الضو من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي Les vagues s'écrasent sur les roches, fauchent, façades moches Vie de cloche poche, vie de pez fastoche Mais la poisse accroche ma face de métèque Je viens du bled, pleins de verbes dans les bagages Ca je tiens ma rage dans ma gorge La plage déserte me pousse au cafard Tu traînes dans les bars tard le soir Où les soûlards se filent au rasoir Spliff noir dans le cendar Je sombre dans le mégotrip égoïste Jette mes tripes dans la musique Mars, ma ville, un plateau Où le désert avance, un gâteau partagé à 10 Mes khos pendus à un lasso Nourri au gaz de ville, à la lumière orange Comme elle, je dérange, étranger aux pensées etrangers حتى نقول نبطل وترضى لي علي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي Tellement نبغيها يا نبدا نجيبها من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من Oran ل Marseille دلالي Des odeurs de couscous, de tajine, de pruneau De mafé, yassa, poisson frais Pâtes carbo les épices me collent à la peau Assise là, les pieds dans l'eau sous l'œil du tréo Ma ville s'éveille chaque matin quand les fourmis s'en vont au boulot Fragile, emporte ta faux, situation où tout le monde se marre L'économica autre comme une vieille bécane Pluries Ethnie cohabitation naturelle Les cultures, les mœurs, les couleurs dansent comme dans une aquarelle Seul le Serval dévoile la face B de la carte postale Atone cache les nuages, un cercueil passe, mauvais présage L'ennui vainqueur, sueur, peur devant les seringues de l'horreur Le noir château entré sans un mot Mars aspire au renouveau خلّوا البحَر ياكُلني ولّا زعافها من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي خلّوا البحَر ياكُلني ولّا زعافهم من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي يانا بغيت لقليبي المحنة الفاكرة من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري ترقد وطفي الضو من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي