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Rain Dance
03:49
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I saw some dreams fulfilled
And some dreams destroyed
I got scars on my knees and sore leg muscles Dealt with random devastation and happy surprises Got black new tattoos to remember
New tattoos to remember
The day after fourteen of my friends almost died I spent all my money on champagne bottles And went on to drink it with them
Crying and shivering
But I'd like to believe they were happy tears They were happy tears
There is a lot of nonsense
Sometimes I'm thinking:
Fuck I want to die, but then I realise I just want to live more intensely
We all took the slow way
For chaos is a hard thing to write about Give me chaos
I bless all my headaches
And cherish my sore throats
Take me chaos
There is a lot of nonsense in this world But it's not everywhere
We are slow, but we are constant
We are slow, we are slow, but we are constant
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Stray Dogs
02:26
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Loyal to no one and face in the dirt
Thin meat packages of bleak anger, fear and mistrust Stay dark stay down, stay crazy stay obscure and lost Hunted everyday, then forgotten and left to die in the dusk No cages no more, only hunger to ignore
Your chin in the air, your deep black eyes It’s not the mindset, not the right mindset
Running faster than the rising waters
Never complaining in the winter’s bone-breaking cold You tasted that spirit good you can never get enough Of all your days on this earth no one will ever remember We all die alone, you’re the one not afraid
They like you better with a comfy collar They like you better
One fight for every bit to swallow One scar for every night under trains
I like you better out there in the wild I like you better
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I'll Do It Again
03:22
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I don’t repeat myself but often rhyme
I’m old enough I saw everything, I saw everything Ambulance rides, punches in the face
I’m not saying I was right I’m saying what a ride we had What a ride we had
There were also beautiful mornings, relevance at last Bad luck itself was embarrassed
I’m the prince of catastrophe
I just let go of fear, it’s not why we’re here
Bad chemistry, bad chemistry
Can you believe how many times ? Bad chemistry bad chemistry Come play me over one more time I think I’ll try it again
I think I’ll do it again
I know I’ll do it again
I don’t repeat myself but often rhyme
There are some things I will never learn, I will never learn Nights in jail, drug comedowns
I’m not saying I was right I’m saying I don’t mind
And also: your perfume on my clothes, warm sun on my arm Everything working like a charm
I grew up but not old, I’m always outside the mold
Can’t wait to see what the future holds
I’m the prince of catastrophe
I can see beauty in defeat
Bad chemistry bad chemistry
Can you believe how many times ? Bad chemistry bad chemistry Come play me over one more time I think I’ll do it again
I know I’ll do it again
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Ghost Of The Elevator
03:35
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Is there a room on my name here ?
I can’t pretend to remember, pretend to remember From one place to another
I stopped counting, I started forgetting
Pick the floor, I’ll pick the story
Just pick the floor
All the walls are the same here
Yet every floor looks different, every floor looks different One way is well worth the other
Up I will go, down on the ground I’ll be
So here I am again, in the elevator Here I am again, in the elevator You only stay for a short while I’m only safe when I’m in between
I just follow words of advice
Til they make no more sense to me Now I growl when I’m pleased
And wag my tail when I’m angry Your weaknesses are crystal clear It’s just something that I see
All I’m doing when I’m talking
Is trading cards of fake stories
Pick the floor, I’ll pick the story
Just pick the floor
I guess I’ll stay just where I am You get out
So here I am again You are leaving again
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Staring Daggers
02:48
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The fight was unfair, as is love always But I was too far on my way
There were regrets in your words
But you didn't even know it
When I realised it myself, I was already out Out of the city out of your life
We kept our mouths shut
Like if they could only tell secrets
I'll keep silent until I can handle the pain Where did I fuck up, was I just being myself ?
Oh your knife throwing skills
Are truly remarkable
Because I was far and I was fast Still you hit me in the heart Speak my name like a curse Sharpen your old knife
We have arrhythmic heartbeats We grew hopelessly apart
I’ll keep silent until I can handle the weight
Where did I fuck up ? Was I really doing my best ?
I'll keep silent until I can handle the pain Where did I fuck up, was I just being myself ?
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Conclusion Club
02:37
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In that dead lunchroom one could smell
An acrid perfume of paint
Wouldn’t discern a single move from them
I wish for a tempest or a wildfire, wish for an earthquake For a black hole to suck it all up
Can’t wait for my time to stop being wasted
If everybody’s agreeing, you’re in the wrong place
And every time you’ve been proven wrong and couldn’t get it I slept it away, slept it away
And every time you’ve been proven wrong and couldn’t get it I slept it away, not anymore
In that closed bedroom one would say
Loneliness more than one had thought
Because of the silence, black and white pictures And the blinking lights outside
Wish they could be turned off or smashed up Wish the dark anonymity was back
Outside of the rules they mistake for pride
If everybody's agreeing, you're in the wrong place
In that wet parking lot one noticed
White lines on the ground
Fallen leaves clogging up the gutter on the side
No one's been here for a very long time
But maybe art school drop-outs
Prototype of a stranger that cared so much no one bought it
Still can't figure out the rules we're played by
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Christmas Afterimage
03:34
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You are so beautiful
With those staring eyes that will never look down And
those thin red lips illuminating the town
I'm under water for tonight, I miss oxygen
I am playing an act I have never rehearsed
Before the end of the play the audience will leave Leaving us just you and me, leaving us just you and me
If I ever live for something It's to hold your gaze forever I wanna hold your gaze
You are so beautiful
But in a blink of an eye you will also disappear Where did you go ? Where did you go ?
And I’ll remain alone with the cold of the night
And the broken streetlights no one repaired since last time I'm not shining more than them, can't say I'm burning bright I know i'm sick and tired but I know I'm alive
An American girl and a boy with no name Maybe we were a blow on a dying flame
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8. |
Let Down In London
01:47
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Were you sad about your regrets Or our inevitable fate?
I never finish my sentences
You always write your ends Warm body but a cold mind
And a shell no one can break
Now I'm running after your shadow Away from my heartache
I got let down in London
I got let down in London
Another step I won't take
Another night I won't sleep
All I really care about is to survive the week
I know every passer by
I see their faces, only your back
I switch disguise at every crossroads
You won't see me if you don't look
Urban decay has found its face
A damp and gloomy one
Let's get back inside, where it's warm and safe Fuck I miss everyone
You let me down, you ran away
But I'm not the kind to beg you to stay It served me right, I'm well aware
But I'm not the kind to beg you to stay
Middle fingers. Bottoms ups Piss off London
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This is how life goes in the high castle
I have the best view of all but always lose the battle Here’s whisky for two, I’ve got stories for you
I’ve got stories for you.
Back when there was snow on the window The smell of her hair on the pillow
Now all the faces are fading away
Come meet me on the north pole Where all compasses point to
I’ll be waiting on the north pole For you or someone else I know
Dying in style, counting dead-ends Daylight's already gone
I’m counting the smiles, counting the days Dying in style, counting dead-ends
I’m counting the smiles, counting the days Daylight's already gone
I'm all alone, I don't feel so good I'm all alone, I don't feel so good I feel bad bad bad
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10. |
LH
03:04
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In the softened light where we meet Guess we'll talk about love
For as long as we can speak
Or we can just keep quiet and listen Very carefully
To the silence of the late evening Maybe all we need is the wind
To take us out to the sea
A mirage to set our eyes free
Some more shouting throats I can hear, I'm used to the attitude
We're the crazy and the noisy
We're all someone else's nightmare We're all someone else's nightmare
As we watch all the boats leaving As we wait for winter days to end As we wonder why our lungs Suddenly feel so empty
We all know the rain and the storm They were there before us
They're way too old to question anything When I scream yes they scream no
I'll settle for a maybe
I gotta fight for my right to party
In that dirty bar where I drink
I like it underground
I know bastards that will never quit We all have our dreams in our ink “Y'a pas d'poseurs ici”
I know I heard the story already
We're all someone else's sweet dream We're all someone else's nightmare
All the rest is unsaid You just have to see it
Until we start all over again
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The Nadja Trick
02:51
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I only recall a fraction
Tempest of silk, hazy vision
It goes too fast and I'm too slow It goes too fast and I'm too slow
Be it unfair, I truly don't care
Soft landings are not my thing
I know I'll never find the words so I know I'll never find the words so
I keep my mouth shut, I keep my mouth shut And let you dance in total casualness
I keep my mouth shut, I keep my mouth shut I don't want to see the future again
I also need constant movement
A deafening engine sound in my ears We're both racing to the morning We're both racing to the morning
Our feet are waltzing on their own They must have ulterior motives It's hard to feel the tempo
It's hard to feel the tempo
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12. |
The Indruder
03:31
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As you come and go I can work on my craft Sing the blues, stress the artist at last
I suffered separation, got lost in liminality Subtle inversion of known polarities
You came knocking on my door
I failed you once more
It's gonna be a terrible, terrible day
I bailed on the ritual, I'm the intruder now
I'm the intruder now
No miracles no miracles, I'm the intruder now I'm the intruder now
I'm the intruder now, no miracles
I'll leave this place to you now, final goodbyes
We followed the script until a certain moment
Then the writer got drunk and something got broken The hardest problems tend to appear at junctions Now I think i'm up for a new round of solutions
I’ve never been that poor in spirit Oh I'm poor
It's gonna be a terrible terrible day
I'm the intruder, I'm the heartbreaker
I’m the homewrecker, I'm the dumbest motherfucker
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