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ALOM
03:31
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Hold on tight
I’m drawing my boundaries
I’m trying to be better
Hold this light while I patch up my wounds
Please just one more round
I’ve shattered my fair share of lives
Don’t hold me without doubt
How much longer will you be around?
When will you see my dark side?
My mother’s words are still echoing in my head
Whispering: beware my child
There’s nothing true about a man who treats a woman too right
There’s nothing true about that man, he’s just like your father’s type
Working class is my ideal type
All good men suffer the burden of life
And work, and work
Work till there’s nothing to be burned
And work, and work,
Work till their fingers are burned
They’re burned...
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Light
03:37
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Light in his house
Spark in his eyes
What would the world believe if he did
What’s on his mind?
Oh-oh-oh
What’s on his mind?
Oh-oh-oh
What’s on your mind?
Stop right there
Boy you don’t need to leave us just yet
How would your mother and brother feel if they saw that razor blade?
Oh-oh-oh
Drop the razor blade
Oh-oh-oh
Drop the razor blade
Tell me your secrets, what you hide
Show me your weakest spots of all
I’ll bring you the light that was taken away from your home
Are you gonna speak your mind?
Are you gonna see that I was right?
Please don’t throw yourself away…
Are you gonna speak your mind?
Are you gonna see that I was right?
I can’t take this anymore…
Oh-oh-oh
What’s on your mind?
Oh-oh-oh
I know what’s on your mind
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Years Of Breakdown
04:05
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What is that you think of me?
What is that makes you doubt in me?
Blurry states of consciousness
Before we gather, losing control
I just need to know what you gave up for me
I just need to know what you’d sacrifice for me
Is it your words or is it your soul?
Is it your actions or is it your whole?
Is it your words or is it your soul?
Is it your actions or is it your whole?
I knew it back then that you would be
Nothing but another drop in the glass of my heart
Oh, the glass where I used to collect all the tears
That I’d dropped in the course of my years of breakdown
My years of breakdown
My years of breakdown
My years of breakdown
Is it your words or is it your soul?
Is it your actions or is it your whole?
Is it your words or is it your soul?
Is it your actions or is it your whole?
My years of breakdown
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BORKA BALOGH Amsterdam, Netherlands
BORKA BALOGH is an Utrecht-based indie formation named after its Hungarian-born frontwoman.
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