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Ricardo Villalobos (born 1970) is a Chilean-German electronic music producer and DJ. He is well known for his work in the minimal techno and microhouse genres, and is one of the most significant figures in today's minimal techno scene.
Villalobos was born in Santiago, Chile in 1970. In 1973 he moved to Germany with his family to escape the dictatorship of Augusto Pinochet, who had seized power that year.
When Ricardo was around 10 or 11 he started to play conga and bongos. Though he loved music, he could never see himself as a musician.[citation needed] He began making electronic music in the late 80s. From a very young age he has been a big fan of Depeche Mode, even following their tours around Europe to listen to them.
Villalobos began to play his music at parties while he was studying at university, but this was only for his own enjoyment. He started a label, Placid Flavour, in 1993 but this was unsuccessful. His first record was released on the German Playhouse label in 1994 and he began DJing as a professional in 1998.
( Feat. Birgir Hilmarsson from Ampop )
So cold inside
You talked about yourself
Through the night
You make me happy
Make me sad
After all the things
We didn't say
So cold inside
You talked about yourself
Through the night
You make me high
You make me sad
For all the things
That I regret
All the things we think we know
The war we thought we'd won
Three cheers for distance
And the battle's just begun
We'll leave our bodies, go flying through the haze
When the memory is gone does it all just fade away?
Playing perfect for the plain
Both our fingers crossed in vain
Beneath the waves
The world above seems so surreal
Carve your thoughts into my head
So I can feel
But the heart froze in the chest as soon as we learned to see
When the memory is gone does it all just fade away?
Playing perfect for the plain
The shit has hit the fan, but I still do the best I can
Squares can roll, and circles crack with time
Snap to attention like the queen of deception you vet
I need a coma
Try and you try and you try to forget
Somewhere, somehow, you must have known you'd be evil
You don't care, you're still in love
But maybe if I punch you in the face, you'll know this is real
But this is not the time or the place, could care less how you feel
Your sex is cylinder, lucky for me it's the same with her
We don't have a dream, it's what you wanted
Scrape until the scream, this place is haunted
Close the lips and kiss, divine submission
Nothing but a hiss, we've got ignition
Pretty when your mouth is shut
Bend and brace yourself for every cut
Here's a whore who can sing
And folks are frantic
To touch as much as a piece of her string
How romantic
Please I'll be gentle
It's just a rental
Your voice is void
Squeeze 'til your bones break
Screened 'til it's too late now
Caskets come to court their corpse companions
Deceased, but we still report for our abandon
Sing so I save a shred of life or life-like thought
We're not living dead, at least not quite yet
Please I'll be gentle
It's just a rental
Your voice is void
Squeeze 'til your bones break
Screened 'til it's too late now
We don't have a dream, it's what you wanted
Scrape until the scream, this place is haunted
We don't have a dream, it's what you wanted
Scrape until the scream, this place is haunted
Please I'll be gentle
It's just a rental
Your voice is void
Squeeze 'til your bones break
Screened 'til it's too late now
What's wrong with you?
Cutting ties but I stick like glue
I'm not supposed to be real
But love is such an awful thing to lose
What's wrong with you?
No one wins but we always lose
Marked for death and fleeting
But love is such an awful thing to
Lose yourself in everything you
We fold, in cold
Lonely but never quite alone
We're told, grow old
The young, once flesh, now sculpt to stone
We sold our soul
The spring of life we've left and grown
In bold, script code
The choice is chalk
The path is known
Over and over you told her to die
Furnished in fur and afraid of your father
You've choked out the air, burned up the water
Your sin is yourself, a slave to your youth
Too caught up in deceit to come close to a truth
Infinitely infantile,
But ultimately worth each and every while
Why do dreams dissipate upon waking,
Before we're able enough to intake them
Something is missing
Something is missing
Something is missing
Something is missing
Leave me, let me be, what's dead is free
Leave me, let me be, what's dead is free
We froze in frozen time
It all ends now
Furnished in fur and afraid of your father
You've choked out the air, burned up the water
Your sin is yourself, a slave to your youth
Too caught up in deceit to come close to a truth
Infinitely infantile,
But ultimately worth each and every while
Why do dreams dissipate upon waking,
For fear that all should fall, the warriors we praise
For fear that love should fail, defenders of the gaze
We'll be better when you're gone
We'll be happy when you're sleeping
When the ghosts that I have drawn
Can quit their quiet creeping
These are tragic times
If you think we'll let is slide, you're dead wrong
I've been up all night
Just trying to decide how to be strong
I'm hardly a man, the way I run from fear
I'm a sloppy drunk
But it's worse when I'm sober
And these memories
Are what I couldn't show her
These words are not for real
This is just how failure feels
For every backward answer
Find your new favorite cancer
These hands on my arms
Are like eyes to the blind
Can't use them for anything
But falling behind
If decency were a common theme, we'd be the prey
If memory meant anything, I'd be coming after you
If we don't stare, then it's not there
What do you care, if nothing exists to hurt you?
We'd be the prey
Akin, estranged
In memory of tragedy, we'd kill to stay
Immorally swore a king, in sin we're saved
I'm a sloppy drunk
But it's worse when I'm sober
And these memories
Are what I couldn't show her
These words are not for real
This is just how failure feels
For every backward answer
Find your new favorite cancer
These hands on my arms
Are like eyes to the blind
Can't use them for anything
But falling behind
Something beautiful
[One Two, One Two Three Four]
It's A Shotgun, Baby!
I Think I'll Use It Tonight!
It's A Shutdown, Baby!
I've Got You In My Sights!
It's Just A Shadow, Baby!
It Can't Come To Life!
But It's The Shadows, Baby!
They're Quickest With The Knife!
If I Was A Robot
Would You Love Me Anymore?
If I Wore A Mask
Would You Know?
If I Was A Robot
Would You Love Me Anymore?
If I Wore A Mask...
It's A Contract, Baby!
We're Gonna Make You Sign!
It's Your Choice Now, Baby!
But You Could Die Tonight!
It's A Whisper, Baby!
When Your Ears Are Blind!
It's A Scream, Baby!
We Don't Want Your Kind!
If I Was A Robot
Would You Love Me Anymore?
If I Wore A Mask
Would You Know?
If I Was A Robot
Would You Love Me Anymore?
If I Wore A Mask...
Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa Pa, PaParara
PaParara, PaParara
Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa Pa, PaParara
PaParara, PaParara
Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa Pa, PaParara
PaParara, PaParara
Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa Pa, PaParara
Ah, Dance to dance, Ah, Dance to dance
Ah, Dance to dance, Ah, Dance to dance
Ah, Dance to dance, Ah, Dance to dance
Ah, Dance to dance, Ah, Dance to dance
Dance to dance, Dance to dance, Mm
Dance to dance, Dance to dance
If you want me now
There's something that you ought to know
I just love to, love to dance
And nothing's gonna stop me now
Dance to dance, Dance to dance
Dance to dance, Dance to dance
Hold me closer now
And feel me in your arms
Do what you wanna, wanna do
The night has just begun
Music feels so good
Music feels so right
It just keeps me dancin'
'Til the morning light
It's killin' me, It's killin' me
It's killin' me, It's killin' me
It's killin' me, It's killin' me
Music takes me high
Music takes me high
Music takes me high
Music takes me high
Music feels so good
Music feels so right
It just keeps me dancin'
'Til the morning light
Ooh, Dance to dance, Dance to dance
Dance to dance, Dance to dance
Dance to dance, Dance to dance
Dance to dance, Dance to dance
Ah, Dance to dance, Ah, Dance to dance
Ah, Dance to dance, Ah, Dance to dance
I can feel you now
There's something in the air
When you hold me tight
And dance the night away
Music feels so good
Music feels so right
It just keeps me dancin'
'Til the morning light
It's killin' me,
It's killin' me
Keep it comin', Baby
And never let me go,
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa-Whoa, Dance close to me
Whoa-Whoa-Whoa-Whoa!
Music takes me high
Music takes me high
Music takes me high
Music takes me high
Music takes me high (Dance to dance)
Music takes me high (Dance to dance)
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