IRIS

Once, I can’t remember
I was long ago
Someone strange
I was innocent and wild
And full of pain
Now that I’m a woman
Everything feels strange

Once, when I was searching
Somewhere out of reach
Far away
In a place that was not mine
Nor love obey
Now that I’m a woman
Everything has changed

NOW THAT I'M A WOMAN

HOT DRUG DEALER

You told me I was a star
Said I belonged to another world  
You told me we would go far
And I believed you, though you were evil
But you called me an angel
I called you my king
Now I’ve really seen
Beyond the clock, a fiery beast 

Off to the desert
Ride away to the desert
Don’t look back to the desert
It’ll break your heart 
Drunk in the desert
Driving, drunk in the desert
Driving drunk in the desert
It’ll break your heart

I was a shooting star
I burned for you
Driven oh so far
Away from you 

You’ve got your new queen 
Hair like night and eyes of green
Guess the king of hearts
Ain’t meant to love a fool like me 
I wander all alone 
Looking for someone like me 
When you’re the last of your kind
The clock strikes twelve, you’re out of time 

Off to the desert
Ride away to the desert
Don’t look back to the desert
It’ll break your heart 
Drunk in the desert
Driving drunk in the desert
Driving drunk in the desert
It’ll break your heart

I was shooting star 
I burned for you
Fell oh so far
If only you knew 

Even devils need their advocate
Angels can have hearts of black
I’m no gambler, but I’m in debt
Now I know regret 

I still love you 
Would give it all for you
Hot tears are blue
I’m drunk in the desert
And thinking of you
Of you 

Off to the desert
Ride away to the desert
Don’t look back to the desert
It’ll break your heart 
Drunk in the desert
Driving drunk in the desert
Driving drunk in the desert
It’ll break your heart

DRUNK IN THE DESERT

Far beyond the gate, grey stone rings
Lady, goes by Lola, beckons me
But now I know how, held her lovers courts devotion 
Til she threw the rest into the ocean 

I walk where Lola lays over yonder
A thinly veiled light, a kite

SWAN KING

Blessed are the poor of heart
The meek shall wash and bury their scars
Blessed are the torn apart
The weak in silence gather their arms

Turning dust into gold

Blessed are the weary eyes
The tears they weep will water the skies
Blessed are the bruised and bent
The last to fall shall rise again

Turning dust into gold
The more you seek the less you hold

BLESSED ARE THE

LA MEN

ILLINOIS

OLD GODS

L.A. Men  is an ethereal musing on love, disillusionment, and duality amidst the romantic labyrinth of Los Angeles. With wistful, otherworldly vocals, Mads drifts across cinematic production, anchored by one haunting refrain: Can you ever trust L.A. Men?

Mads Jensen

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