Get a Life

"Golden" 
Released in 2014 by "We Were Astronauts" has gained over 5'000 streams on Spotify.
Originally produced and headed by Warren Huart.
Now Remixed and Mastered at Chestnut Mtn. Studio.

Golden

Tracked and engineered by Nick Ireland and Calum McLaughlin.
Mixed and produced by Chad Blondel.
Mastered by Don Bartley.

Leave Your Way (Remastered)

Johnny Hunter

Neverland

Lyrics:
Wakin' him up with your bedside slowdance, 
Keepin' him strung on your freeze dried spray tan, 
I can't see you no. 
She will be anything that he could want, 
For 100 bucks or more.

Make up your days in your bruised birthday suit, 
Takin' your time tending to your wounds, 
You can't bleed I know. 
It's so succinct when she gets into his bed, 
But he kind of likes it so.

Keep up the keep to show your mother, 
The future ain't bleak the Prozacs covered, 
All the pain you know. 
She don't need anyone to save her life, 
But he'll still try oh no.

Fight for your breath under the covers, 
Here comes your death around the corner, 
Holdin' one oh one. 
She will sleep for the rest of her nights, 
With his knife in her right eye, 
Oh why? We'll never know.

Bedside Slowdance

Lyrics
Dirty Little Monster 
Livin' in my bedroom 
Underneath the carpet 
I'm feeling fine 

Living in the suburbs 
Meet you in the city 
Taking off the weekend 
To sell your drug 

Lost in every morning 
Don't you hate the sunrise 
Everything will come out 
Through your eyes 
Is what they said. 

When he makes you go back home 
Well you seem to get low darling 
Your tenderness has taken its toll 
Won't you take away your pain 
With a chemical burn guarding 
The love your tender soul it deserves. 

Turning into monsters 
With dirty little secrets 
My closets all full of 
Skeletons 

Walking out a parlour 
Straight into the barbers 
Stealing all of his 
Good scissors 

There isn't any weekends 
Don't you know you're lonely 
Hating all the ways of 
Your friends in love 

Don't you know that boys cry 
More than they'd like to 
Everybody hates my 
Favourite songs 
Is what they said 

Don't you feel the weight of worlds 
Come down on your heart darling 
You're mystified by all that does hurt 
Won't you take off into space 
With your poisonous lungs guarding 
The shit you love to stick in your heart 

She wants to feel real love 
She wants to be in your arms 
She wants to be your gun 
She wants to feel your love 

Dirty little monsters 
Living in the bathrooms 
We fucking love the feeling 
Of bleeding lungs 

Running out of hours 
Running out of power 
Do you really think this will be 
Your final one 
Is what they said 

The shit that just might tear your apart.

Dirty Little Monsters

‘Get Over Myself’ explores the urban sonics of Bootleg Rascal, taking cues from the likes of Outkast, Jay-Z and The Weeknd. Opening with agonising screeches and a subtle splash of keys, an unwavering beat kicks in against walls of warped bass-infused synths, as the fiercely commanding cadences of front man Carlos Lara flow seamlessly into the howling chorus.

Get Over Myself

‘Lonely Times’ is a feel good summer party anthem that shines a light on the duo’s unique genre-fusion. Melding their sun-soaked reggae and dub roots with modern day hip-hop, the track captures an unrelenting energy filled with infectious hooks, deft instrumentation and clever vocal cadences.

Lonely Times

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