Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le Facteur , by - Cecil Otter. Song from the album Rebel Yellow, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.05.2013
Record label: Strange Famous
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Le Facteur , by - Cecil Otter. Song from the album Rebel Yellow, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопLe Facteur | 
| Do you feel like no one needs you? | 
| Do you feel like all the joy is gone? | 
| When a bitter dream, cracks through your grinning mask: | 
| Look beyond the shattered pieces | 
| And clear the wreckage | 
| I got a closet full of broken legs that I don’t wanna stand on | 
| It’s planned wrong. | 
| It’s like, «I don’t understand, Mom.» | 
| The same, sad song and dance gone awry, on demand | 
| On the fly, cross the land, by and by, ride or die | 
| Left high and dry, run into the sandbar | 
| Praying for a high tide or a run-in with the land shark | 
| A landmark, anything that signifies a hope | 
| That I’ll be going back to charting open water. | 
| I can taste it | 
| Face it. | 
| It’s time to let the birds out of their cages | 
| I’m out of my patience. | 
| I ain’t seen a lighthouse in ages | 
| Pages are cluttered, I’m undercover | 
| Wishing for a lover, while I’m singing for my supper, like: | 
| And she dances like the ocean | 
| By candlelight. | 
| A fan of my devotion | 
| A phantom of the floating opera | 
| And she honored my system | 
| But I’m the victim | 
| She brought a pax on my wisdom | 
| Blood-drunk with an incurable hangover | 
| And I’m unsure if I’ll stay sober | 
| It’s like, I know it ain’t over | 
| Your heart belongs to me now, but it’s certain to change owners | 
| And it’s that strange odor, more than fishy | 
| That’s got me warped and shifty, fishing in a lost cause | 
| Lock, stock, and two smoking earlobes. | 
| Some third-grade De Niro | 
| With a hero complex, zeroed in and singing | 
| And dancing, for the bullets flying at my feet | 
| While I feed her hunger, she’s harassing me | 
| But I turn it around, casually | 
| Light a match and watch her laugh-factory burn to the ground | 
| She holds that pose, where no grass grows | 
| Just a cold black rose, on an old back road | 
| And she dances like the ocean | 
| By candlelight. | 
| A fan of my demotion | 
| A phantom of the floating opera | 
| And she honored my system | 
| But I’m the victim | 
| She brought a pax on my wisdom | 
| And she dances like the ocean | 
| By candlelight. | 
| A fan of my devotion | 
| A phantom of the floating opera | 
| Why should we be at such desperate haste to succeed? | 
| And in such desperate enterprises? | 
| Look beyond the shattered pieces | 
| And clear the wreckage | 
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|---|---|
| Grime | 2016 | 
| The Poet Is Rapist | 2013 | 
| 1999 | 2013 | 
| Sufficiently Breathless | 2013 | 
| Boxcar Diaries | 2013 | 
| Let Me Tell You | 2013 | 
| Traveling Dunk Tank | 2013 | 
| Black Rose | 2013 | 
| Cross Countries | 2016 | 
| Matchbook Diaries | 2013 | 
| Beauty | 2016 | 
| Demon Girl | 2013 | 
| Thread ft. Cecil Otter, Lazerbeak | 2014 |