fabricated lies for our followers... the truth is we eat chips in the dark when the posts are done
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LYRICS:
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"Best trip ever.
Cocktails in the sun.
Nothing but good vibes."  

But the photo hides 
The fight in the hotel room
Credit cards maxed out
Silence between them

"Lucky to have found my soulmate. 
Wouldn’t trade this love for anything."

But his voice shakes
Her eyes roll
The dinner ended in 
Slammed doors and cold sheets

"Homemade veggie bowl.
Health is wealth.
Clean eating is life!"  

But the fridge is empty
The bills unpaid
She eats chips in the dark 
When the photo’s done

Münchausen, Münchausen
Who are you when the filter ends?  
Münchausen, Münchausen
Who are you without the lies?  

I need ten posts today
Gotta keep my numbers climbing
Every smile rehearsed
Every meal is perfect timing

Subscribers are my oxygen
Attention is the cure
But the more I fake my happiness
The sicker I become for sure

Münchausen, Münchausen
We are the masks that we defend
Münchausen, Münchausen
Who are we when the lights go dim?  

Münchausen, Münchausen
Everyone’s telling stories online
Münchausen, Münchausen
We're all deceivers by design

Münchausen
Münchausen

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Münchausen by Design

Counting beats, chasing rituals, controlling the uncontrollable. "Bipolar Controller" is the fight inside your own mind.
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LYRICS:
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Darkened ghosts are moving 
In the shadows of my head  
I’m chasing down the rhythm 
Of the words I never said  

No chemicals
No wires
Just rituals and fire  
Balancing on tightropes 
Strung a thousand meters high

Damn the rain  
That falls down  
Inside my brain  

Wish it could  
Take away  
And cool my pain  

But it won't  
So I cry  
To release  
All these scars  
That I've built  
That won't heal  
They're like scabs  
On my skin  
That won't leave  

They build up  
Till it's time  
For goodbye  
Well unless I ride  

In the train  
That won't stop  
Till I heal  
And it's called-
The Bipolar Controller  

Breathing like a metronome
Counting in the dark  
Every beat a tether line
Every thought a spark  

I dance against the spiral
I bargain with the night  
I’m programming my chaos 
Till the patterns come out [wrong]

That falls down  
Inside my brain  

Wish it could  
Take away  
And cool my pain  

The floor becomes my dose of medicine  
The strobe becomes my fractured guide  
A Saturday repeating like confession  
Keeps the storm a step outside  

The sweat rewrites the script that binds me  
The sound becomes the voice I need  
My body finds a fragile freedom  
In the ritual of routine 

Controller… Controller…  
Hands shake
Mind takes over  

Controller… Controller…  
I won’t drown
I’m the operator  

Switch flips 
Controller in my grip  
Switch flips 
But I still make it stick  

Switch flips 
Controller in my grip  
Switch flips 
But I still make it

BIPOLAR 
CONTROLLER 

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BIPOLAR CONTROLLER

Horizon

Frontier

Chains Dissolve

Un Mirage De Chair

Je Vois Toujours

Sans Corps

Mes Pas Résonnent

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l'état originel

Plus Loin

Reclaiming Freedom

System Offline

No More Orders

"George Michael's 1987 anthem reborn: a pulse of electro-pop, a spark of desire, and a dancefloor built for temptation."
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LYRICS:
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There's things that you guess
And the things that you know
There's boys you can trust
And the girls that you don't

There's little things you hide
And little things that you show
Sometimes you think you're gonna get it
But you don't
And that's just the way it goes

I swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
Don't need no Bible
Just look in my eyes

I've waited so long baby
Now that we're friends
Every man's got his patience
And here's where mine ends

I want your sex
I want your love
I want your sex
I want your-
Sex, sex, sex, sex

It's playin' on my mind
It's dancin' on my soul
It's taken so much time
So why don't you just let me go

Oh, I'd really like to try
Oh, I'd really love to know

When you tell me 
You're gonna regret it
Then I tell you that I love you 
But you still say no

Swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
Don't need no Bible
Just look in my eyes

Waited so long baby
Out in the cold
I can't take much more girl
I'm losing control

I want your sex
I want your love
I want your sex
I want your...

Sex! Ow!

It's natural, it's chemical (let's do it)
It's logical habitual (can do it)
It's sensual but most of all
Sex is something that we should do
Sex is something for me and you

Sex is natural
Sex is good
Not everybody does it
But everybody should

Sex is natural
Sex is fun
Sex is best when it's one on one

One on one

Hoo (sex) I'm not your father
Hoo (sex) I'm not your brother
Hoo (sex) talk to your sister
Hoo (sex) I am a lover

[instrumental]

What's your definition of dirty baby?
What do you consider pornography?
Don't you know I love it 'til it 
Hurts me baby?

Don't you think it's time you had-
Sex with me?

What's your definition of dirty baby?
What do you call pornography?
Don't you know I love it 'til it 
Hurts me baby?

Don't you think it's time you had-
Sex with me?

Ow! Sex with me
Ooo, Sex with me

Have sex with me

C-c-c-c-c-c-come on

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I Want Your Sex

Elton John's 'CROCODILE ROCK' set in the ELECTRONIC AGE
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LYRICS:
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I remember when rock was young
Me and Susie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy
And a place of my own

But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing 
Called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids 
Were rockin' round the clock
We were hopping and bopping 
To the Crocodile Rock

Well,
Crocodile Rockin' is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time 
And I guess I never will

Oh, 
Lawdy mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore 
Her dresses tight
And the Crocodile Rockin' 
Was out of sight

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa

But the years went by 
And the rock just died
Suzie went and left me 
For some foreign guy
Long nights crying by the record machine
Dreaming of my Chevy and old blue jeans

But they'll never kill the thrills we've got
Burning up to the Crocodile Rock
Learning fast as the weeks went past

We really thought 
The Crocodile Rock would last

Well, 
Crocodile Rockin' is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time 
And I guess I never will

Oh,
Lawdy mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
Crocodile Rockin'
Was out of sight

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa

I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy
And place of my own

But the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing 
Called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids 
Were rockin' round the clock
We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock

Well,
Crocodile Rockin' is something shocking
When your feet just can't keep still
I never knew me a better time 
And I guess I never will

Oh, 
Lawdy mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
Crocodile Rockin' 
Was out of sight

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa

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Electro Crocodile Rockin'

Rod Stewart’s 1970s disco anthem "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy" was originally playful and tongue-in-cheek. This 50 Shades of Gray Edition recasts it as dark wave electropop - creepy, modern, and foreboding, turning lighthearted flirtation into something deeply ominous
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LYRICS:
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Sugar, sugar...

She sits alone 
Waiting for suggestions
He's so nervous
Avoiding all the questions

His lips are dry
Her heart is gently pounding
Don't you just know 
Exactly what he's thinking?

If you want my body
And you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar
Tell me so

If you really need me
Just reach out and touch me
Come on, sugar, tell me so
Tell me so, baby

She's acting shy
Looking for an answer
Come on, honey
Let's spend the night together

Now hold on a minute 
Before we go much further
Give me a dime 
So I can phone my mother

They catch a cab 
To his high rise apartment
At last, he can tell her exactly 
What his heart meant

If you want my body
And you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar
Tell me so

If you really need me
Just reach out and touch me
Come on, sugar, tell me so

His heart's beating like a drum
Cuz at last 
He's got this girl home

Relax, baby
Now we're all alone

Yeah...

They wake at dawn 
Cuz all the birds are singing
Two total strangers
But that ain't what they're thinking

Outside it's cold
Misty and it's raining
They got each other
Neither one's complaining

She says, 
"I'm sorry, but I'm out of milk and coffee"
Never mind, sugar
We can watch the early movie

If you want my body
And you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar
Tell me so

If you really need me
Just reach out and touch me
Come on, sugar, tell me so
Bass guitar, tell me so

Sugar...

Harder...

Come on

That's the best part
Wonder if it's good?

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Do Ya Think I'm Sexy?-Fifty Shades of Grey Edition (Rod Stewart Revisited)

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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



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