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Possible Address feat. Didjelirium - Uppercut King

Didjelirium on June 28, 2012 13:23

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    Yet another collaboration with yet another musical brother : http://soundcloud.com/possible-address and yet another story, pieces of memory from scenes that never happened, or always will, or anything in between. Take a break from your usual expectations and picture in your mind the fate of another soul.

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    Uppercut King

    INTRO :

    Uppercut king, uppercut king
    (repeat)
    Can you hear the crowd cheering around the ring, singing
    Uppercut king… Uppercut king…

    VERSE :

    They call me 'Uppercut King', undefeated killa,
    The Golden Hen of the fight, a modern Attila
    They got so many names for me laid all over their magazines
    I don't even know what i am anymore, that's just obscene !
    But they will see, tonight, i'm gonna take it back
    They say the best defense is always the attack
    So i won't defend at all
    I'm gonna let this guy hit me so hard, tomorrow they shall call me the wall
    And the wall must fall down, here it comes
    Fierce as a gunshot sounds and starts the race
    Hit me hard and hit me in the face !

    Ooooh oooooh
    Ooooh the pain
    Ooooh the gravity
    The shock of my teeth and my brain and my eyes can't see
    All i hear is silence, and it feels good i have to say…
    Oooh the ground, hello…how are we doing today ?
    I'm just gonna lay down, don't mind me
    I need a few minutes to realize the tragedy
    I'm a fallen hero, forgotten by his glory
    I was once a youthful soldier now i'm a traitor and i don't even feel sorry
    I'm a fist but fists don't cry
    Why ? Oh why did she leave without saying good bye ?

    I loved her. I loved her so truly…
    She had cute freckles on her neck and her name was Trudy
    And she turned my life around when i was a just a nobody
    Lifted me up from the ground when i was sad and drunk with no money
    No hope, only excuses, anger…
    I think i see her sitting behind the bell-ringer
    And she's shouting, screaming, yelling at me to get back on my feet
    To make her proud again, to be her one magnificent athlete
    I'm sorry my love, but this is just not happening
    This time i'm staying down and I won't fight no more, for anything
    Except for you, if I knew it wasn't too late
    You punched me harder than any other heavyweight
    And i bled so much i should have died a long time ago
    Instead I kept fighting but I could never beat my own ego
    And i failed you and i hate myself
    And I so regret what i've done to you i'd kill myself
    But i'm doomed as a dead man walking
    Ghost of the uppercut king…

    ~ Artwork/Photo by Matthieu Cousquer

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