Pour Me A Lie Mp3
So pour me a lie, tonightI've been living it up, living it up'Til it feels alright, make me feel aliveSo pour me a lie, tonightI've been living it up, living it up'Til I lose my mind, at least I might feel something else
Pour Me A Lie mp3
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Q:Oui, Gérard Gaudin de Belga. Je sais que l'exercice est un petit peu difficile. Vous n'avez pas de topo sur... etc. Mais est-ce qu'on a une idée du pourcentage à peu près du territoire qui est soit aux mains encore des pro-Qadhafi, soit aux mains du Conseil national de transition ou qui est partagé?
COLONEL ROLAND LAVOIE: En terme de pourcentage, ce que je vous inviterais à faire c'est regarder la carte. Si vous faite un triangle reliant Bani Walid et Sirte et prenez Sheba comme point sud, ça vous donne en fait un triangle où en fait les forces qadhafistes ont été observées et où elles ont opéré.
Q:Oui, une question en français. Je voulais savoir. Avez-vous été surpris par la contre-offensive sur Ras Lanuf hier? Et est-ce que vous êtes... vous avez estimé le nombre de combattants pro-qadhafistes qui ont pris part à cette attaque? Et est-ce que l'OTAN participe aujourd'hui à des opérations pour reprendre les lieux?
COLONEL ROLAND LAVOIE: Donc, pour ce qui est de la situation à Ras Lanuf, la meilleure façon de décrire cette situation-là, c'est de parler l'expression anglaise "un strike", autrement dit d'une action ciblée dans le temps et dans l'espace. Autrement dit, ça ne reflète pas un gain ou une avancée territoriale des forces qadhafistes. Donc, on parle ici essentiellement d'une opération de style soit commando ou sabotage.
Mais certainement, il n'y a pas de changement global dans les espaces contrôlés. Il s'agit d'une opération essentiellement isolée. Donc, ça répond un peu aussi à la deuxième question, à savoir qu'il n'y a pas nécessairement besoin d'opérations spécifiques pour répondre à cette situation-là. Ceci dit, nous avons comme politique de ne jamais commenter les opérations en cours.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Of Rebels And The Republic, All I'll Get This Christmas Is Upset, A Girl Worth Time Travelling For, Critical Songs: Tales Of The Boom Box Volume 1, Dragon Prince: What We Do Makes Who We Are, Passion Project: 10 Sad Songs From 2016, Harry Potter & The Dangers Of Being A Hero, Lord Of The Rings Versus Harry Potter, and 66 more. , and , . Purchasable with gift card Buy Digital Discography $100.50 AUD or more (25% OFF) Send as Gift Share / Embed 1. Light Bulb Versus The Sun 03:19 lyrics buy track You turn me on and off like a light globe shining at the sunYou assure me that I'm pointless, but surely I've got oneA single pixel on a screen that flickers back and forthI'm a highly poisonous snake with no teeth and no biteI'm just another busted light globe but with no filament or lightAnother obtuse angle waiting to be set rightCHORUS:Oh my hands. Steady on the wheel as we go downWe're sinking ship without the misfortune of running agroundOh my heart. Beating like a drum inside my chestI'm a wayward son, corrected by the He who does know bestIt's a sticky situation, a rock and a hard placeI'm so terrible at poker, I don't have a straight faceFather forgive me and pour out this mourning's portion of graceShut up, shut up! And leave me in my placeEverybody's dying, it's just at a difference paceThe eternal endless struggle of light and dark we chase 2. Typical Interlude 00:34 info buy track 3. Typical Me (Part 1) 04:27 lyrics buy track One day a perfect stranger called out to me by nameAnd my reply was somewhat shocking and so painfully blaseI'd rather sit in silence than repeat those things againRather suffer for a moment than live a life of eternal shameOh the things that I could confessGuilty as a sinner stealing single breathsAnd my heart beats drum beats in my chestOh the things that I could confessGuilty as a sinner stealing single breathsAnd my heart beats like a drum beat in my chestCHORUS:(I am no beginning, I am the end)I was old wine, poured out into new skinsAnd typical me, oh I ruined everythingI'm my own worst enemy, but I'm my only friendI never was the beginning, all I know is how to endCHORUS 2:I was old cheese, expired and foulAnd the maker discarded me, oh he wrapped me in a towelJust like Jonah I was thrown into the deep blue seaAnd all the fish smelled me coming, and all avoided meI listen to music and hear that old refrainLike the twinkling of sleigh bells, or the taste of sugar caneThe sweetness and the sound, snow covering the groundBut I live in Australia where none of this is foundAh the humidity and the heat, oh still blistering my feetAs I stand on heated asphalt and my souls they start to bleedBut if I worked in an office I'd have a cooler headOh but work is just work, a means to make an end 4. Confessing Secrets To Strangers 03:29 lyrics buy track Sell me more medicine for I am unwellFrom the height of the heavens to the very depths of hellAll creation knows the driest of dry spellsAn old and familiar face with an old familiar tellMy forehead so hot with fevered dreamsLike the bookshelf in the corner, a chipped and faded greenYou remind me of the ocean, always moving, always blueAnd there's nothing left but living, what else is there to do?CHORUS:I kept my hands held tied behindBehind my backBehind my brideI kept my secrets locked insideI'm the epitome of sinThe main of which is my prideThis is my, this my confessionThis is my, this my confessionI lay out the mic stand, and open my bookIt's full of funny phrases and it's always worth a lookTo see who I was when I penned those fateful wordsOn the pages of a notebook, these nouns become my herdsAnd in the margins I see my prayers of singlenessRaptured up to heaven in a blaze of married blissMy burden these days is much more different than beforeBe careful what you wish for, especially if it's more 5. 1985 03:06 lyrics buy track I'm having a flashback to a time I wasn't thereThe guys had bushy moustaches, and the girls would perm their hairSuccess was always money and money moved the milesThe year was 1985 and 4 years before my timeWe're always moving backwards in our search for something newOne day we'll trade our cellphones for comfy wooden pewsAnd sing songs about the empire and hymns about the truthStop looking in your textbooks, start looking at the proof1985, oh 1985 what glorious year for us to be aliveThese kids were only children, their parents taking sidesMaking messes of the future, amidst their compromise1985, oh 1985, I'd prefer 2015 when I'll be 25And my life will be a vessel for you to feel aliveBorn 1989 but I'm sure I've just arrivedWe're all keys on a piano, our pitch defines our lengthAnd the master writes the music, it's he who provides the strengthI'll strum the guitar, and we'll write a brand new songYou've been singing it for years, but it didn't seem that longThe bell tolls for every man, I'm no sexist, it's a phraseJust like "sun" sounds like "son", not the daughter passing daysWe're all guilty like a liar, caught out by his own lieWe're all guilty like a traitor, we're "men" of compromise1985, oh 1985 in the middle of 80s where man is glorifiedHow little has changed, such things we have devisedTo try to run from saving our tiny little lives 6. By My Name 03:37 lyrics buy track My boat is sinking at the docksAll my doors are left unlockedWater soaking in my socksMy hands unsteady at the wheelFailed to keep an even keelLegs are only good to kneelCHORUS:I guess you'd call me restless, restlessI guess you'd call meI guess you'd call me useless, uselessI thought you'd call me by my nameMy boat is sinking at the docksHearing praises from the rocksAll the onlookers just mockLost my compass to the wavesLost my youth to many daysAnd soon I'll lose my life, and all I've worked for to the grave 7. My Conscience & I 03:52 lyrics buy track One day I received a brown paper boxIt was full of paper clips, foreign coins and some rocksIt was marked "DO NOT OPEN UNTIL THE END OF DAYS"And had a record of my wrongs, written out with rage and praiseSo I went out to the woods with a camera and some film and took photos of the forest so the glory goes to HimThe creator of the birds, all the foliage and the treesSent me a small brown package to bring this sinner to his kneesCHORUS 1:Trust me when I say "I'm not worth trusting"Stole a letter from your house when I was there dustingMy conscience and I, we don't see eye to eyeSo trust me when I say "I'm not worth trusting!"One day I took a shell from an ear ring in your earI was away from fear but I felt him come back oh so nearI reluctantly caved and took the selfish from the savedAnd retreated to your bedroom through the window where you wavedI saw your bed was undone, a victory unwonI took your simple sea shell and put it back where it came fromI'm a scoundrel at his best, empty in the chestSneaking pictures from the cupboard in the morning whilst you dressCHORUS 2:Trust me when I say that I'm not worth trustingTook the coins out of your purse when I was done buskingHonest honesty died, and I didn't crySo trust me when I say that I'm not worth trustingCHORUS 3:Trust me when I say that "I'm not worth trusting"Tin man am I cause I'm getting rustySinging in the rain, that old sweet refrainTrust me when I say that "I'm not worth trusting" 8. Ten Years 05:06 lyrics buy track Ten years now I've been singing these songsAnd though it seems so longI know we're all come alongA long, long way from where we were in those daysAnd we're not the same people we wereNo, not even close I'd sayTen years now who I was to who I amAnd you've changed to, which is not necessarily badLiving becomes a cycle, we become more like our dadsWhich in some cases is not idealWhich to me is rather sadWe can never replace you, but we're sure gonna tryTen years now and I have gotten it all wrongI've been living my life singing simple melodies not singing songsBut one day I'll sing, hear the words I lack withinAnd the brightness of this world will grow distant and grow dimTen years now, I will flicker, I will fadeAnd my tiny little life will be buried by a spadeThe hope I have in Jesus, the hope I haven't cavedThat my tiny little life can lead to others being saved credits released January 29, 2015 Artwork by Chris Dewar.All instruments performed by Brendan Horn.Extra guitars on Typical Interlude by Dave Scotland.All songs copyright Brendan Horn 2014-2015.Originally released January 29, 2015. $(".tralbum-credits").last().bcTruncate(TruncateProfile.get("tralbum_long"), "more", "less"); license all rights reserved tags Tags acoustic alternative pop punk emo Sydney Shopping cart total USD Check out about boyonastring Sydney, Australia 041b061a72