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letra de clara la san [nts radio, manchester, 2/25/2018] - clara la san

part i: integra by dedekind cut

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part ii: six by dean blunt

[verse 1]
baby telling lies
ain’t n0body creeping here
walking right beside you
i’m trying to forget you, girl

[verse 2]
cause it’s all about the ramping shop
never gonna be forgot
cause there are gonna be gunshots here
there are gonna be gunshots
part iii: disintegration by 坂本龍一 (ryuichi sakamoto)

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part iv: hand covers bruise by trent reznor & atticus ross

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part v: stars by brian eno

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part vi: seigfried by frank ocean

[verse 1]
the markings on your surface
your speckled face
flawed crystals hang from your ears
i couldn’t gauge your fears
i can’t relate to my peers
i’d rather live outside
i’d rather chip my pride than lose my mind out here
maybe i’m a fool
maybe i should move and settle
two kids and a swimming pool
i’m not brave
(brave)
i’m not brave
[verse 2]
i’m living over city
and taking in the homeless sometimes, i’ve
been living in an idea
an idea from another man’s mind
maybe i’m a fool
to settle for a place with some nice views (nice views)
maybe i should move, settle down
two kids and a swimming pool
i’m not brave
i’d rather live outside
i’d rather live outside
i’d rather go to jail
i’ve tried h-ll
(it’s a loop) what would you recommend i do?
(the other side of the loop is a loop)
this, this fe—, this feel, this feel, this feels
this feels how molly must feel
this feels how molly must feel
how molly must feel
this feels how molly must feel
how molly must feel

part vii: pink + white by frank ocean

[intro]
yeah, yeah, um (woo)
yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse]
that’s the way every day goes
every time we’ve no control
if the sky is pink and white
if the ground is black and yellow
it’s the same way you showed me
nod my head, don’t close my eyes
halfway on a slow move
it’s the same way you showed me
if you could fly, then you’d feel south
up north’s getting cold soon
the way it is, we’re on land
still, i’m someone to hold true
keep you cool when it’s still alive
won’t let you down when it’s all ruin

[chorus]
just the same way you showed me, showed me
you showed me love
glory from above
regard, my dear
it’s all downhill from here

[outro: frank ocean & beyoncé]
remember life, remember how it was
climb trees, michael jackson, all ends here (recalling)
say what up to matthew, to shoob
say what up to danny
say what up to life immortality
bending up my nikes
running out of melpomene, nicotine
stealing granny cigs (take it easy)
gimme something sweet
b-tch, i might like immortality
this is life, life immortality

part viii: nights by frank ocean

[verse]
every night f-cks every day up
every day patches the night up
on god, you should match it, it’s that ko
no white lighters ’til i f-ck my twenty-eighth up (fire)
1998, my family had that acura (fire)
oh, the legend (fire)
kept at least six discs in the changer
back when boswell and percy had it active (massive)
couple bishops in the city buildin’ mansions (massive)
all the reverends
preachin’ self-made millionaire status
when we could only eat at shoney’s on occasion
after ‘trina hit i had to transfer campus
your apartment out in houston’s where i waited
stayin’ with you when i didn’t have a address
f-ckin’ on you when i didn’t own a mattress
workin’ on a way to make it outta texas, every night

[chorus]
droppin’ baby off at home before my night shift, yeah
you know i can’t hear none of that spend the night sh-t
that k-mbaya sh-t
want to see nirvana, but don’t wanna die yet
wanna feel that ‘na-‘na though, could you come by?
f-ck with me after my shift
know them boys wanna see me broke down
see me bummed out, stressed out
that’s just every day sh-t
shut the f-ck up, i don’t want your conversation
rollin’ marijuana, that’s a cheap vacation
every day sh-t, every day sh-t
every night sh-t, every day sh-t
every day sh-t, every day sh-t
every day sh-t, every night sh-t

part ix: nikes by frank ocean

[intro]
b-tches, n-gga, all the b-tches in the neighborhood wanna f-ck you, n-gga
they told me
i used to f-ck with all of ’em
yeah, i ain’t got b-tches no more
but now, i don’t care about b-tches like that, my n-gga, that sh-t—
jasmine f-cking wrecked my heart, i don’t even know how to feel about bi—

[verse 1]
these b-tches want nikes
they looking for a check
tell ’em it ain’t likely
you been holding your breath, weighted down
punk madre, punk papá
he don’t care for me, but he cares for me
and that’s good enough
we don’t talk much or nothin’
but when we talkin’ ’bout somethin’
we have good discussion
i met his friends last week
feels like they’re up to somethin’
that’s good for us

[verse 2]
we’ll let you guys prophesy
we’ll let you guys prophesy
we gon’ see the future first

part x: skyline to by frank ocean

[intro: rosie watson]
many college students have gone to college and gotten hooked on drugs, marijuana, and alcohol
listen, stop trying to be somebody else
don’t try to be someone else
be yourself and know that that’s good enough

[verse]
on comes the evening, gold seeking ends
piece in my hand worth twice than a friend
and two limbs over shoulder, carried away
because i’m stronger and the congo is dim (smoke)
in comes the morning, ah (smoke)
in comes the morning, ah

part xi: pretty sweet by frank ocean

[bridge]
ah, ah
ah, ah
ah, ah
ah, ah
ah

[chorus]
we know you’re sugar
we know you’re sweet like a sucker
pretty sweet
pretty sweet

part xii: into orbit by alex isley

[verse 1]
grab hold of my hand
i feel you understand me
decide what you want; and then i will make it real indeed
don’t say, time to go (no)
i know you, you got some to spare
we’ve been fighting feelings
when it’s obvious that we both care so..

[chorus]
take me, to the moon
i wanna be, with the stars…
send me, send me
into orbit
ohh, send me, send me, into orbit

[verse 2]
your eyes tell the truth baby
i could just get lost in them
sorry if, if i stare..
as we stand, face to face again
yes i’m pretty shy, but you make me so outspoken
i’m filled without words, waiting not to talk with you

[chorus]
take me, to the moon
i wanna be, with the stars…
send me, send me, into orbit (i wanna be, i wanna be, yeah)
take me, to the moon; i wanna be with the stars
send me, send me, into orbit
ohhh, send me, send me, into orbit

[outro]
take me to the moon
grab hold of my hand (i wanna be, i wanna be)
take me to the moon
i wanna be, i wanna be (take me)
take me to the moon, i wanna be, wanna be
take me to the moon, i wanna be, wanna be
take me to the moon, i wanna be, with the stars
take me to the moon, i wanna be, wanna be, baby yeah

part xiii: when she went away by max richter

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part xv: bullet proof soul by sade

[verse 1]
i was so in love with you
you rarely see a love that true
wasn’t that enough for you?
wasn’t that enough for you?
i would climb a mountain
i wouldn’t want to see you fall
rock climb for you
and give you a reason for it all

[refrain]
you kept on thinking
you were the only one
too busy thinking
love is a gun

[bridge]
hit me like a slow bullet
like a slow bullet
took me some time to realize it

[refrain]
you kept on thinking
you were the only one
too busy thinking
love is a gun

[chorus]
i know the end before
the story’s been told
it’s not that complicated
but you’re gonna need a bulletproof soul

[refrain]
you kept on thinking
you were the only one
you were too busy thinking
love is a gun

[chorus]
i know the end before
the story’s been told
it’s not that complicated
but you’re gonna need a bulletproof soul

[verse 2]
you were trigger-happy, baby
you never warned me, let me free
it’s not that complicated
but you’re gonna need a bulletproof soul
think you got it but you got all the trouble you need
i came in like a lamb
but i intend to leave like a lion

[outro]
it hit me like a slow bullet
it hit me like a slow bullet

part xvi: nature is not created in the image of man’s compassion by tzusing

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part xvii: non spoken by an gella

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part xviii: 日出東方唯我不敗 (hiji touhou yuiga fuhai) by tzusing

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part xix: bismillahi ’rrahman ’rrahim by harold budd

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- clara la san

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