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released October 7, 2016

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Track Name: Si je ne peux pas l'avoir
J’ai grandi avec une rose dans la main
Chuis tombé amoureux avec un pote malsain
Comme c’est traumatique, c’était difficile à trouver
Que c’était fausse, et j’étais aveuglé

Pourquoi je peux pas l'avoir ? … Je ne peux pas l’avoir.
Pourquoi je peux pas l'avoir ? … Je ne peux pas l’avoir.

Chuis si fatigué de vous poursuivre
Quand vous me saignerez à blanc
Quelque chose tellement belle, mes yeux sont ivres
Mais tout en étant assez troublant

Pourquoi je peux pas l'avoir ? … Je ne peux pas l’avoir.
Pourquoi je peux pas l'avoir ? … Si je n’peux pas l’avoir,

Il faut que je vous oublie pour éternité, d’accord ?
Si je pouvais pas vous avoir, je commencerais encore
Évidemment, nous ne devons pas en être ainsi
Évidemment, ça devrait pas arriver que j’écrive
Adieu.
Adieu, vieille amie.

(in English)
I grew up with a rose in hand
I fell in love with a toxic friend
Oh, how traumatic - it was hard to find
That it was false, and I was blinded

Why can’t I have it?... I can’t have it.
Why can’t I have it?... I can’t have it.

I'm so tired of chasing you
When you’ll bleed me dry
Something so beautiful, my eyes are drunk
But all while being quite disturbing

Why can’t I have it?... I can’t have it.
Why can’t I have it?... If I can’t have it—

I have to forget you for eternity, okay?
If I couldn’t have you, I'd begin again
Obviously, we should not be so
Obviously, it should not happen that I write
Farewell.
Farewell, old friend.
Track Name: Tomorrow's Forecast
Let it go, let it go
I don’t wanna be here no more
Leave me alone, please let me go
Away from all this “insecure”
I don’t wanna see you any more
Or kiss those lips again
I don’t wanna feel you at my door
Pleading to let you in

“Sex, drugs, money.
All for you
Let’s club, honey
All night through”

Looking for a holiday
Tomorrow would be great
How funny that tomorrow,
it’s National “Make Your Dream Come True” day
Please save me from this nightmare
Someone…
Anyone…
I want this all to end, I want this all to-
Track Name: .166'
Today's the birthday of my ex
The ex I never had - the first, the only, and the last
No longer am I pure
Just the sound of that name, now I'm awkward and insane (man...)
Why you gotta be drunk with me?
Huh? Why can't we talk simply?
All started 6 years ago.
You loved, you broke; you're hurt, you're played
Prepared to die another day

High tide when you kick it with the moon
Crimes rise when you fiddle with the boom
Love died when you cuddled with a loon
Some cried when you muscled with a wound
Too late when psychopathy's assumed
Clarity left half-past noon
Done with both one and two
Still broken, a fool, and I'm screwed

It's pretty sad when you break your own heart
through a woman who never cared that way
and up until this day, you find yourself in the same place
Desire for love has gone away
And you're alone in apathy, (oh hey)
Why can't you just be sober with me?
Why can't we just talk simply?
All started 6 years ago
I loved, I broke; I'm hurt, I'm played
Prepared to sin another day
Track Name: Voilà, aimée « heehee »
wrath
wrath
anger
anger
rage
fury
fury
outrage
outrage
outrage
vexation
vexation
displeasure
displeasure
annoyance
annoyance
irritation

happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
happiness
Track Name: Mari
Welcome to the circus
Where money is master
He'll buy you fancy things,
Cars that go faster
So jump into the show
Perform for your master
The leader of the rings
Will leave you in disaster

Even Gandhi needed clothes
Even Hippies needed blow
Even Jesus gave Caesar
what he was owed
So collect your debt, King
Become the master
The leader of the ring
growing fatter and madder
Track Name: A Sloth and his Wry Smile
I heard what you said but let me—
—bark up the wrong tree
I got my 6 toes wrapped around a trunk
So, “Please stop mocking me!”
Please stop shockingly (looking to the ground)
The weather’s dry up here
Must a different species, I fear
Good at ignorant beaming (pulling me down)

Yes, I’m so tired
I got nothing essential
If I could leave
I would sleep so far from you

It may be that I’m spa-spa-spacey
But lately daily it’s Sunday, see
It’s shady a bit ba-ba-baby
But I ain’t lazy alone, (ugh)

Gray’s the hardest color to fear
it has no extreme
A beautifully painted picture here
sarcastic but crucially
Fruitlessly he hovers (out of the blue)
with a smirk brutally
over a sadist lying quite moodily
and lunacy twinkles (right back at you)

ゆがんだ笑顔!怠け者は欲の皮だけ人一倍つっ張っていても、何も得られません。