Belle Marcelle feat. WeHateSimon- Killing me

Verse:
We talked until our words felt sore,
chest pounding to the rhythm of you knocking on the door. We fought until we couldn’t take no more,
bodies aching worse than a soldiers after war.

Pre Chorus:
Don’t need to know why it got like it got. You don’t believe in signs,
neither do I.

Chorus:
I cannot sleep, cannot hide.
You are killing me, killing me. I’ve got too much on my mind, now it’s running down my eye x2

Verse:
I’m not saying it’s all your fault.
There’s a part of my missing, it was missing from the start. Maybe you were that part,
but your edges are so rough they cut right into my heart.

Pre Chorus:
Don’t need to know why it got like it got. You don’t believe in signs,
neither do I.

Chorus:
I cannot sleep, cannot hide.
You are killing me, killing me. I’ve got too much on my mind, now it’s running down my eye x2

Killing Me

KILLING ME feat. WeHateSimon

Belle Marcelle feat. WeHateSimon - Press

Verse:
Ripped up my skin I think I’m bleeding out, the enmity with myself I,
carved a map upon my knees to see,
all the roads they lead right back to me.

Pre Chorus:
When you talk to god does he answer you? I tried to visit, he never wants me to.
I tried calling but line never goes through, he’s hanging up on folks like me and you.

Chorus:
Don’t mind me,
I don’t want your paradise but I wonder about your clouds. Could they hold me?
Even if my shoulders weigh of the world that you have made.

Verse:
I’m chewing of my lip bit for bit.
Time is crumbling left me mumbling I,
fit pretty well in with the misfits.
I am your rudest child I always ask you why.

Pre Chorus:
When you talk to us why don’t you make it clear? There are misunderstandings happening everywhere. I want to believe nothing could conquer your love
but every time I need you, silence from above.

Chorus:
Don’t mind me,
I don’t want your paradise but I wonder about your clouds. Could they hold me?
Even if my shoulders weigh of the world that you have made.

Pre Chorus:
When you talk to god does he answer you? I tried to visit, he never wants me to.
I tried calling but line never goes through, he’s hanging up on folks like me and you.

Chorus:
Don’t mind me,
I don’t want your paradise but I wonder about your clouds. Could they hold me?
Even if my shoulders weigh of the world that you have made.

Press

PRESS feat. WeHateSimon

Poduktion: Ernie&Rani
Låtskrivare:Ernie& Rani
Mix: Petter Lithvall 
Master: Cuttingroom

LYRICS:

Jag e som en eremit, men ändå lite energi
saknas i mig, 
Kanske kan du hjälpa till,	ändra de. 	endast genom 
å hata mig. 

varje
chans jag ges
så vill jag
va en antites

varje krav 	som lägger sig på oss
står jag kvar, e jag ens en av oss?
jag blir utfrusen av mig själv,
som en eremit med en för lite energi….


VERS 2
Du kan finna lågan
jag kan,
hinna plågas
innan våra blickar tar hand.
Andas åt varann,
tillsammans å ge fan
i dessa dårar.

Vända på varannan
tavla
ändå fråga, 
TYP  varenda fråga vi kan,
aldrig svara.
Jag kan spå mig själv i din hand,
du kan få mitt namn…
du kan få mig

varje
chans du ger
vill jag 
ta, men kan inte de. 

varje cell 	inuti min kropp. 
e lika jävla ensam,                  å det går i omlopp. 
vill bli utburen ur mig själv... 
men som eremit    - ingen energi…

EREMIT

Jesus on the Moon

Rani:
Well here’s a tip- an apocalypse 
Lay on the roof….ie  it got me goofy
I, I was your call 
Til you crossed state lines 
I mean it all 
When you go I follow...

Ernie: 
I’m in love with your brain
I start to wonder
If you could love mine just the same 
Rani: (But I wanna leave)                                                 
Well then I’m coming too
Perhaps we run fast enough and miss to discuss 
That running is all we do
(oh oh oh oh oh)

Rani:
You broke my brain- my brain is broken 
You stay put babeling bout’ some basic need 
I don’t fulfill but your brilliant ways to squeeze yourself 
to fit into the fucking mold
Creepy shit I can’t just sit and take it, do like you- fake it

Ernie: 
I’m in love with your brain
I start to wonder
If you could love mine just the same 
Rani: (But I wanna leave)                                                 
Well then I’m coming too
Perhaps we run fast enough and miss to discuss 
That running is all we do
(oh oh oh oh oh)

Ernie:
If it’s the end of the world,
It wouldn’t be the end of the world.. l

Tip: Apocalypse

Quicksand

Trumpet-based beats covered in nihilistic lyrics sung by made-up characters might not be for everyone, but then again... good shit rarely is. 

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