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Debut album from Soviet Soviet.

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Soviet Soviet - No Lesson

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Soviet Soviet - Ecstasy

Pain

My heart weights minimum a ton
An army's feet pounding on my head
Maybe I'll wake up one day to notice
that all my life was just a dream...
And maybe I'll be better off without you
You left me here with all my thoughts
I'd write a zillion words or walk a million miles
I'd sleep on broken glass just not to lose your smiles
I travel for you around the world
Collecting moments, o how absurd
To bring you beauty, to bring you joy
I wish I'd be a little boy
Where is that silence you promised me?
Why is that distance so close to me?
Why is your violence still hurting me?
Why are your eyes avoiding me?
Let me say thank you for all that you have given me.
Thank you for everything you've done.
Forgive me for saying one last thing:
I miss you and I hope you hear this song!
I travel for you around the world
Collecting moments, o how absurd
To bring you beauty, to bring you joy
I wish I'd be a little boy
I'm lying for you, can't you see?
I'm lying for you to be free!
I hunger for you, 'cause I can't eat!
I'd vanish for you in defeat!

Diary Of Dreams - She And Her Darkness

Thoughts Form A (1).wav

never a fit for the whirl
what's within the core
there was something here before
down in the commons
away from the door

and here i was always out looking for ways to stay sound
i got lost along the way
and here i was always out praying for ways to stay down
i got lost along the way

i was unfit for the game
i aimed a gun at the world
slept in the piss of the poor
down in the bottoms
away from the door

Whirl (Demo Version)

A mi me basta tocar tu pecho con mis manos,
y con mi boca poder besarte en la ausencia...
eternamente,
llenas de fuego mi vida
yo sigo esperandote.

Largas horas...
quieren lo mejor de mí.

Eres llama mortal que me envuelve,
noche doliente
pálida y azul...
creación tan viva,
alma erguida
gira hacia tí.

Largas horas...
quieren lo mejor de mí.

Ojos profundos, llenos de miel...
las calles mojadas.
tu has venido a dormirte en mi vientre
tan sin embargo, te alejas en la tarde.

Quieren lo mejor de mí...
largas horas.

Largas Horas

No More Sorry

Fate

Ecstasy

Belirdi Gece

She Past Away - Kasvetli Kutlama

"Cataracts" by Dancing Plague.
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Cataracts

MNQ 033 Soviet Soviet - Summer, Jesus LP

http://mannequinrecords.bandcamp.com/album/mnq-033-soviet-soviet-summer-jesus-lp

LIMITED EDITION 300 COPIES, SOLID RED COLOUR

CD edition previously on Tannen Records: http://www.tannenrecords.com/site/cd/firr06--summer-jesus/

Soviet Soviet - Contradiction

Human Tetris: "A company"

Things I Don't Need

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