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Prophet Manchot

by 9m² Studio

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Alexandre Alphonse
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Alexandre Alphonse some interesting lyrics and ideas but that voice and accent yo omfg... xoxo Favorite track: 𓁱.
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Intro 00:17
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𓁋 05:03
What is wrong, John, with me just loving you? I am just a fan who wants your autograph… Your Japanese wife is so adorable I have one for myself too, innit a miracle? What is wrong, John, with me just loving you? Just loving you. It's so great that you thought of me to write your songs I feel every single time I listen to ‘em like one of your sons. What is wrong, John, with me just loving you? Just loving you. Your band was so fantastic That I need a narcotic. What is wrong, John, with me just loving you? Imagine the sad things that a cold gun could do. What is wrong, John, what is wrong? What is wrong, John, what is wrong with you‽ All you are saying is "Give peace a chance" So be my gal in a last lap dance. What is wrong, John, what is wrong? What is wrong, John, what is wrong with me? What is wrong, John, what is wrong with me just loving you? Just loving you.
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𓀡 03:54
You cannot break a broken heart You cannot kill a dead-inside man. Can’t always get it right (x2). You cannot teach un poète du Mal You cannot tame l’homme fatal. Can’t always get it right (x2). You cannot rent a friend You cannot buy a soulmate. Can’t always get it right (x2). You cannot turn the sea into ice-sheets You cannot squeeze the sun to make juice. Can’t always get it right (x2). You cannot turn blood into nectar You cannot turn lava into syrup. Can’t always get it right (x2). You cannot love Jesus on Sundays You cannot hate Lucifer in hell on earth. Can’t always get it right (x2). L’Enfer sur Terre…
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𓁤 03:37
I don't know why I can't cry But I couldn’t and I can’t. All the wanks watching lesbian porn And all the feeling free Sometimes they mean nothing to me And it's only normal ‘cause They’ll always be there for me. When you smile I don't mind smiling too I don't mind lying for you Well, not for you But for your attributes. When you said last night "Goodnight and goodbye It's all a mess Time will tell the tale Don't dream 'awake with' me!" Well, You were supposing I'm in love And that's ok 'cause that's what I’ve been pretending all along But, you now know I was saying to myself: "What a jerk I don't want her Just her blond hair I don't want her to think nor feel It's only a challenge, getting her back, to me A year later, since I left her Fucking stupid frigid..." In this dirty old town A man can't choose So if I can't get you back I will lose. I'm a dead man! Buried in porn and sad songs If you say "No". I'm a dead man... Buried in philosophy and ice creams If you say "No" to me.
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𓁲 03:17
You don't know what she's talking about, the only thing you understand is that you don't understand, and you think that she'd never do that, under no circumstances would she ask such a question or tell such a story in such a way, or maybe you're just kidding yourself, you don't know her that well, in fact, you don't really know her at all, maybe she really could (the very thought makes you sick) ask such a question or tell such a story in such a way, even though she doesn't seem like the type, but maybe she's just not as impulsive. If you'd foreseen this little thing called "adventure", called "fuck me". You would've stopped talking about the stupid medicine. You don't know what... Ménage à trois with that bitch and another bitch.
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𓁍 05:32
John had Yoko Kiyoaki had Satoko Salomé had Jokanaan And his head Guido had Beatrice And there was Dante Kurt had Courtney Or should I say Courtney had Kurt. Chapman had John Syd had Nancy Morrissey had Mozz Amy had Blake Celan had Bachmann Duras had Andréa Peter had Allen And Allen became Ginsberg. I love you I really do I love you Just you I love you I do I love you Quérote Te quiero Ti amo Je t’aime I love you I really do I just do I love you That’s all I can do Just me and you Like it or not I happen to love you So… I love you I really really do I love YOU Just you Just me and you Like in the good old days of me and you I haven’t forgotten and I will not forget How much I loved you How much I still love you How much you loved me Despite that you don’t love me anymore I love you I love you, my love. “Oh sweetheart what have you done to us?” [Keaton Henson] Fuck that I love you For real Not like that I love you Just me and you, babe Just me and you I love you I’ll always do I love you. See ya.
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𓁱 01:18
Oceans evaporate under the brightening of the sun As it grows into a blistering Genki-dama. Horses will not save us Rats will not save us. Evil residents have been witnessed walking by the hand Survival horror out of control, out of our hands. Is it game over yet‽ Is it game over now‽ Fight my fate Then, I can rest. Fight my fate Then, I will rest.
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𓁟 02:25
[Verse] All the places I’ve lived in Have vanished before me All the faces I’ve been knowing Have masked themselves before me. [Chorus] This is not a holy war Not even a holiday on the road This is not Hollywood. [Verse] [Chorus] [Instrumental break] [Outro] Oh, all that I know is that I know nothing at all Maybe I’ll start to explore The day I’m finally home.
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𓁶 03:45
[Verse 1] Since you have no feelings Copy and paste them, alien me And since I have no soul I can pretend best for both. [Chorus] We are heart-shaped gems I think we are heartless germs We will never touch each other Inside the glass cabinet. [Verse 2] Since the shrink says you always act like an actor Make sketches with the normies in town And since I can’t escape myself Deep down I will record all of them. [Chorus] [Bridge] Whatever people say you are that’s what you are not And to be myself is to be on display on a shelf. [Chorus]
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05:20
MIME THE ARCHAIC HOURS UNCONTAMINATED BY REASON CRYSTAL ICE DUB LAMENT ACHROMATIC MANDALA OF WEAPONIZED MELANCHOLY SLOT CANYON HIGHBREATH ABSENT LOGIC MOON WHISPER NETWORK SYCAMORE PASTICHE DOWN PERISCOPE DEACON ANARCHY UNTITLED CHILD/TENOR SHIELD INCONSEQUENCE MYSTERY SCHOOL TURBULENCE ONE MAY REMEMBER OR FORGET/ THE GAZE OF THE AMBASSODORS TO PAUSE & BE ALL THINGS IN ALL TIME NO HONEY BUT ECSTASY, NO DESIRE BUT FULFILLED, NO PASSION BUT PEACE THE MECHANISMS OF YOUTH OR THE BLESSED WORD HAS NO MEANING/ FEEL SOMETHING CROSSING AVENUE PERSPEX TENOR SHIELD INCONSEQUENCE RETROSPECT MIND TRANSPARENT STAR WANDERING FIRE THIS FACE IS A TRAVELING SILENCE/RED NOTICE HYPOSTASIS GLASS ANIMALS LIFE ITSELF/THE REAL UNREAL EXOTIC PULSE LIKE A HALO & THE HIGHWAY/PALOMA STEAM DEEPFEEL LAVENDER KITE PEAK RING PROXIMITY WHO WILL REMAIN/SOUL OF SERENE PRAXIS UNDERNEATH MANIC SEAS/AUTUMN CRY OPULENCE TENDER SYMMETRY LIKE A TRIANGLE & A DUEL SOULSTORM INSTRUMENTALITY MIDNIGHT MEDICINE SYSTEM OF SYSTEMS CHAMPAGNE SUPERNOVA FETISH PLEDGE SKELETON KEY REVIVAL TRIOLET HYMN OCEAN MACHINE SCREAM OF SWIFTS
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𓀦 02:18
The poet sung a song About a black-eyed dog A pink moon on its way A fruit tree flourishing And a road that’ll see him through. Not many understood. He sung songs about The things behind the sun Local clowns, tramps Oceans finding their shores And a troubled cure for a troubled soul. Not many understood. Now we all do.
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𓀈 03:01
This celtic nation is a colony Bombs did nothing No one dreams This nation is a colony. This celtic nation is a colony Epic is lost The betrayed bards and patriots This nation is a colony. This celtic nation is a colony Shops are open Buy your souvenir Cuz this nation is a colony. This celtic nation is a colony The building sector flourishes As everything else vanishes This nation is a colony. The trees burn their pages As another tanker strands Rebels gently weep This celtic nation is a colony. In the air: silence We only breathe in Ice embed in our souls This celtic nation is a prison with no walls This celtic nation is a colony.
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06:42
I wanna die young ‘Cause I can’t grow old For I don’t have a job Nor a place of my own. I don’t want to die young But I can’t see myself growing old No solution but hope Move and hope Move where Move how Move fast Move out Move now. Mmm… No more words to communicate Plain pain Despair. Mmm… Come die with me Let that fucking bitch get rotten and high like a f***** bitch Come die with me By the beach Die Die By the beach Let’s die by the beach Die by the beach Let that bitch sink in, getting high by the beach That rich bitch. No more words to communicate plain pain. Mmm… I wanna die young ‘Cause I can’t grow old For I don’t have a job Nor a place of my own. I don’t wanna die young But I can’t see myself growing old No solution but hope. Inhale Exhale. Let’s kill that fucking bitch Let’s kill ourselves.

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released July 1, 2021

artwork by Alexandre Alphonse
lyrics of "☯" by Rus Khomutoff

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