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Insidecide

by Bog art

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Comes in a beautiful hand-made card case, designed by Marios Gampierakis.
    Includes full song lyrics.

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1.
Broken 03:49
I got a broken bed and a broken back My head is broken and so is my luck I got broken toys and a broken car Got a fallen star in a broken jar Broken future it smells like past Broken teeth and broken trust I got a broken sun that shines through cracks A broken neck and a voice that barks: “I’m here for you” I’m a fool on a hill Try and guess how I feel Out of place, out of time out of will Broken china and a broken Spain Broken home, Ι live in a train I got a broken watch and moments run Got a broken phone and I’ll call no one Broken shell inside I crawl With my twisted rock and my shaking roll I got a heart that bleeds day and night Moving slowly out of sight I’m here for you How I roll down the slop Like a lost childish hope Full of riddles and cracks You can lean on me Just, lean on me Lean on me
2.
Hold your man against the sun Through him the sky is falling down So small and empty love, Like a fake diamond in a crown Take a closer look at him Your smile will turn into a frown His glory withers like the grass He’s a fake diamond in a crown In broken mirrors I’ll appear As you’re trying on your wedding gown Touch the glass and find it cold Like a fake diamond in a crown Keep throwing golden coins In a fountain full of rust Your wishes melt in the mud I’m a man you can not trust I’m only made of fire and sand I’m only made of fire and sand Don’t let me let you down I’m only made of fire and sand I’m a fake diamond in a crown Like a feather made of lead I’m standing here, safe and sound Wild winds blow hard and try their best But it’s late for me to turn around It took me long before I found We’re all fake diamonds in a crown We’re all fake diamonds
3.
Come on now, I think it’s time To leave your home, and come to mine Have no fear, I mean no harm Take off your dress, and hold my hand I’ll give you hope, keep you warm Right through the night, and into the storm Just walk inside, I know it’s dark But, you must fell blind to see the light No dirty thoughts, we got enough No playing tricks, or hiding stuff I’ve built a maze, crystal clear Stay calm, stay near In spite of the devil In spite of the devil In spite of the devil, I’ve come to take you home I count your ribs, using my tongue I move in a place where I don’t belong I feel your heart knocking on my chest But I’m not the house lord, I’m just a guest We’ll climb on the bed, crawl on the floor Fight like snakes, and once more I’ll tell you the story of the wave and the shore I see you’re locking the door In spite of the devil In spite of the devil In spite of the devil, I’ve come to take you home
4.
Sometimes I think I see two black holes in your eyes Sucking everything your words fail to hide Broken promises, mistakes and last goodbyes Lost forever in a tunnel of your mind I feel so cold at night without you by my side Like sleeping in the desert under a sheet of ice I built a castle of sand and crawl inside Protect myself from your black hole eyes I hold a mirror, you hold a rusty nail Making circles on reflections of a smile You draw a halo and wear it on my head And then you smile, as I sigh I know the truth but lies taste so sweet The moon is full like a hole up in the sky I lay your body down trembling on my feet I bend over you and close your black hole eyes I have no skin and my body Is wide open to the beating of the wind Every piece of dust can make me feel It’s too late to croon so I howl at the moon
5.
Miracle Man 04:06
She keeps staring at my hand See it’s empty, empty like your bed, you don’t understand I got bunnies that bite In the darkness of silk hats they hide, and make plans out of sight I’m a miracle man. I can turn off the sun I’ll present my show if you want to know In the end I will only make you run Have no worries about All the lepers dancing, dancing around round, round making no sound I can take all their pain Turn it into a fiery golden chain, then disappear in the rain I’m a miracle man. Though, my work isn’t done. I can rearrange every holy page I can fold it and give you a paper swan I’d be only a fool If I swimmed like a shark in your pool, breaking no rule You keep turning your back Then appear every time you’re out of luck, still I’ don’t give a fuck! I’m a miracle man. And I know what you’ve done I will twist your soul, I will break your fall I will be all the things you hate to love
6.
I can hear the heart of the city, the throbbing cry of flesh machines pumping, I hear them bark like dogs out of rhythm, lost in a race, chasing their tails till they drop dead on the floor, like broken down engines, heavy and slow, sad like a crow on a visit to Edgar Allan Poe. A rap on my door and your eyes wear me out, Like they scratch all they see I sink in a dream I feel dizzy, So dizzy, I can’t go back. I can hear the heart of the city, behind windows all shut, waiting for change just to happen, lazy and fat, still beating, empty inside on a carousel ride, they think they’re fooling time running out, doing nothing at all like a porcelain doll whining that “Life is unfair”. Life is unfair ‘cause most of you don’t care, You just stare while beauty is dying I’m trapped inside the skin of a black sheep, Like a wolf away from the pack. So, I hear the heart of the city and I hang my head low, it’s heavy and slow, full of answers humming inside like worried little insects, that scream and bite and reach to the light till they burn, and never return…
7.
You give me love Play with my mind You Jekyll me, until I Hyde You are so kind You hold my hand Out in the rain then wipe the tears the sky does shed You are so kind You’re dripping lust Oh, honey sweet Until I’m stuck inside your pit You are so kind With the sweetest voice, you call my name And when I come, you drill my brain With needles long, you feed me lies And use your breast to mute my cries, my cries You are so kind My precious one, my blue eyed rat My frozen sun, my empty heart Your teeth are sharp, but marble white Behind a smile, they seem to hide You are so kind
8.
I Νeed Υou 04:15
More than nicotine, more than wine, more than dirty dreams of mine, I More than coffee, more than sleep, more than eyes that softly weep, I More than wishes, more than hope, melting in a spoon like dope, I More than G-d with hair of silver, though under empty skies I shiver, I I need you, you know I do I need you, girl I do More than space, more than time, more than words that rhyme with crime, I More than corners where to hide, on my way some peace to find of mind I need you, you know I do I need you, I really, really I do I need you And your voice, slips through my window, like a rope of words I climb and climb, like a monkey, out of the blue, coming to you More than sugar on my tongue, more than right or even wrong, I More than a leather couch to rest, more than ink in a rorschach test, I I need you, I need you, I need you, I really, really More than lies, more than truth, over shadows of my youth, I More than honey from your hive, more than pain to feel alive, I I need you…
9.
Different directions we seem to take In a carton box shaped into a city Failing to meet, in pieces we break A puzzle of stories, to celebrate pity I go to the left you turn on your right Eyes on the floor, black-grey tiles Separate bedrooms and pillows that bite Leaving red scars, visible for miles Different roads we seem to choose For no good reason, of no good will We’re picking and picking an old healed bruise Secretly hoping it can still make us feel alive or just caring I go to the left you turn on your right The walls are smiling, waiting for us The end seems to come, no matter how hard we try Each in his own way, as we fight to avoid the final crash Then I’ll go to Paris, free like a stray dog You’ll end up in Istanbul, a whirling dervish Spinning and turning we’re both right and wrong Two absurd phrases that, when put together, They seem to make some sense

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"Insidecide", Bog art' s second album, was recorded live in the studio in about eight hours, and it captures the many faces and unique sound of an eclectic and hard to categorize band.

Picking elements from different musical genres, guided by honest love for everything that is true, original and should be brought to light, Bog art create songs that combine poetry and rock ' n roll in equally explosive doses.

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released November 30, 2015

Achilles Ill - Vocals, Bass
Panos Trikatsoulas - Electric Guitar
Marios Gampierakis - Drums

Words: Achilles III
Music: Bog art


Engineered/Mixed by Alex Bolpasis
Produced by Alex Bolpasis & Bog art, and mastered by George Priniotakis at Artracks Studios in Athens, Greece.

Artwork by Marios Gampierakis

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Bog art is an eclectic and ever evolving quartet, experimenting openly in different directions, writing and recording their songs of love, hate and everything that is hidden between the lines.

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