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Visualiser creative by Jamie Hewlett Gorillaz are managed by Eleven Mgmt Written by Damon Albarn, Tariq L. Trotter, Johnny Marr and Anousha Shankar Produced by Gorillaz, James Ford, Samuel Egglenton and Remi Kabaka Jr Vocals by Gorillaz and Black Thought Backing Vocals by Rebecca Freckleton and Jesse Appiah Sitar by Anoushka Shankar Electric Guitar by Johnny Marr Percussion by Viraj Acharya Engineered by Samuel Egglenton Assistant Engineering by Giacomo Vianello and Ishaan Nimkar Recorded at Studio 13 London, Studio 13 Devon, Island City Studios Mumbai Mixed by Marta Salogni at Studio Zona Mastered by Heba Kadry, NYC Mastering Assistant, Jacob Clements Published by Sony Music Publishing / Thirteen Limited, ASCAP/Universal Music Publishing/Legendelphia Music, BMG Rights Management (UK) Limited, Chester Music Limited / A Wise Music Company
Lyrics: Promises The promises that we make
They clock us in at night And check us out the next day Tired but not forever so The feeling of the day before
Was really much more than anyone could pray for
Empty dream machine without you
Man's in chains His mind is at war again I fear It’s darkened angels are present here for real And silenced now by this dread I thought I’d got my life straight Thought I’d changed it But it seems I’ve just been crawling lately I’ve prayed, I’ve cried So don’t let me fall. I’m A chastened man And right now right now I feel this pain I feel this transition But I don’t know what to say Release me now Empty dream machine without you
Listening to Asha sing Dum Maro Dum, we acquire honor from, if but a modicum. A heart driven by the drum is what I borrow from in the shadowy light of the night until tomorrow comes. Protection from clove, cinnamon and cardimum. My chalice wasn’t masala, It’s something harder son. My brainchild went from little one to martyrdom and gave the bug to the inspiration he had caught it from. My armor stay wrapped tight like a chrysalis. There’s planets in the palm of my hand like it’s a callous. On the mountain top is a wonderland like it was Alice - so every blood vessel expands. Forbidden talents. Doing tantric downward.
A gold tooth in a trash can was the beginning of me kinda’ taking my last stand.
When I was Wimbledon they tried to swing me the back hand part of the pendulum and do me like I’m a black man that’s black like spirits black like Krishna black like a diety that’s trapped like a prisoner. It’s a wrap like chiba rolled up into the rizla when you’re black like Evil Dee
I need you you on my team x2 Vision is distorted I love you in that colour Floating up above you Trying to get my dream back Need you on my team I need you by my side girl Need you on my team No automatic replies I love you in that colour Need you on my team girl Floating up above you Need you on my team Need you on my team Vision is distorted Need you on my team Floating up above you An empty dream machine without you Need you on my team I love you in that colour An empty dream machine without you Need you on my team No Automatic Replies Floating up above you Need you on my team I love you in that colour Empty dream machine without you or black like Sizzla.
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