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Bound
03:56
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Eyes that glow in the dark
Voice is trembling
Heart's exploding like a sun
Head is dizzy
Bodies burning
Sweat is dripping from her eyelash
Here we are
We’re bound by the fire
Walking home hand by hand
She looks up and smiles
Now you know, you know that you’re bound
Bound
By fire burning
'Cause she’s mine
Fire burning
She’s by my side
Fire burning
Warming my life
Here we are we’re bound by the fire
The fire of love
Surrounded by emotions
We don’t understand
Filled with anger, stress and loneliness
All that’s burned down
Straight to the ground
Cause here we are
We’re bound by the fire
By fire burning
'Cause she is mine
Fire burning
She is by my side
Fire burning
Warming my life
Here we are bound by the fire
Here we are bound by the fire
Here we are bound by the fire
The fire of love
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2. |
Maria
04:19
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She’s like a flower
Well, she smells like spring
Her hair is so bright
But she’s not mine
Her eyes are like
The deep blue sea
And I would drown so willfully
Oh no, Maria
Where the hell have you been
My poems are empty, just like my sheets
Her kiss is sour
Like the midnight whisky sip
But I miss those little lips
Oh no, Maria
Where the hell have you been
My poems are empty, just like my sheets
Monday afternoon
Was the last time that she quit me
But I have not heard a word from her since
It’s some expression or that lack of
That makes my eyes start weeping
And I see her every God damn night in my dreams
Oh no, Maria
Where the hell have you been
My poems are empty, just like my sheets
My nights are long
My bed is cold
And my dog won’t eat because she misses your scent
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Road
03:54
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You’ve been down this road
Before
Seems like a one way, go
This road you walk on your own
The lights are off and it’s cold
Because she packed her thing and go
She packed her things and go
She packed her things and go oh oh
Let her go, oh oh
She’s not yours, oh oh
Let her go, oh oh
Her hands don’t hold yours no more
Her smell’s all over your clothes
Beacause she packed her thing and go
She packed her things and go
She packed her things and go oh oh
Let her go, oh oh
She’s not yours, oh oh
Let her go, oh oh
'Cause she don’t love you
She don’t care
You messed up and she is so hurt
Let her go, oh oh
'Causeshe don’t love you
She don’t care
You messed up and she is so hurt
Let her go, oh oh
Walk down her road
Walk down her road
Her road
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Home
04:27
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‘Cause you’re so small
And you are not beautiful
But how come I
I’m always coming back to you
You broke my heart
And you crushed my bones
I didn’t give a damn
You were all that I used to know
But now I’m free
God I am free from you
I am too far gone
But I return to you
I’m coming home
To fill my empty soul
I am going to see my mother
When I’m all alone and I don’t know where to go
I’m coming home
It’s like I never left
But I feels so strange
Like some ex’s face
That I knew so well
The streets are getting empty
But to me they’re full of ghosts
Of all those people that I used to know
So now I’m running home
To fill my empty soul
I am going see my mother and
When I’m all alone
And I don’t know where to go
I’m coming home
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Manos Ploumidis Utrecht, Netherlands
Manos Ploumidis is a singer-songwriter, guitar player and occasional over -thinker. His debut album 'Postcards from my youth' is a bridge between two worlds. Inspiration and memory. .
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