Paroles : Vincent Khouni
Musique : DDWD

Voix, guitares et autres sons : Vincent Khouni
Basse : Julien Simard
Batterie : Mathieu Guay
Guitare et synthés : Stephen Baird
Flûte traversière sur Labyrinthe : Anna Frances Meyer

Enregistré et mixé par Guillaume Chiasson au Treatment Room
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Pochette par Elzo Durt

Portraits

Ben Là

Ben là

How’d I end up in this liminal state?
It’s a heavy, a hollow, weightless place
49 days and then what?
49 days and then what?

If Hesperus is Phosphorus
What does that mean for the rest of us?
Whoa, I’m sick of channel-surfing through these memories
I need to let it be

The sun’s either rising or falling
Morning into evening, always repeating
It’s all just a matter of timing
Living is dying. Son don’t you know?

Am I standing at the threshold but can’t let go?
See the past in tiny flashes:
The cedar elms at dawn
Her still-in-bed sleepy yawn
A child in my arms

Venus, can you ground me?
I feel untethered
Weightless as weather, like January snow
I’m having trouble letting go

The sun’s either rising or falling
Morning into evening, always repeating
It’s all just a matter of timing
Living is dying. Son don’t you know?

I’m holding on, holding on, holding on …

Tiny Flashes

oh god

"i don't know" (feat. Spaedty)

The Riddle

Ad Diruptio - Altitude

Dedicated to "the older one". Performed by Sam and Eddy Tiller, written by Sam Tiller, Eddy Tiller, and Eli Link. Look for it on Sam Tiller's debut EP coming soon!

updown

You are a heroine
But I am a hero, too
You are a gangstress
But I am a gangster, too

Naughty style
I like Your naughty style
Naughty style
I like Your naughty style

Naughty style
I like Your naughty style

You are a gangstress
But I am a gangster, too
You are a heroine
But I am a hero, too

Naughty style
I like Your naughty style
Naughty style
I like Your naughty style

I just like the way You move
To the music
I just like to see
You dance

Naughty style
I like Your naughty style
Naughty style
I like Your naughty style

You are a heroine
But I am a hero, too
You are a gangstress
But I am a gangster, too

I just like the way You move
To the music
I just like to see
You dance

Naughty style
I like Your naughty style
Naughty style
I like Your naughty style

I just like the way You move
To the music
I just like to see
You dance

I just like the way You move
To the music
I just like the way You move
To the music
I just like the way You move
To the music
I just like to see
You dance

Naughty Style

Better
When the world feels better
And when you’re out of luck
I hope that I can be better
Compared, and yet I’m stuck

Hard to feel the dark
When everyone’s better
The hate you share is worse than being better—it’s just letters

To fight the madness in the dark
Is visible by day; oh, where do I start?

Oh, I confess my feelings are hard to put down
When happiness is toxic and it dances all around
Who knows who you truly are? It’s a mystery
And; Yet I think you’re more simple, you’ve got a head, so think

When the time is near
Hope that you find your fears
To feel alive is better
Than any kind of letters

I suppose it’s all the same
I hope you remember my name

When the world feels better
And when you’re out of luck
I hope that I can be better

Better

your so tired

Recipe of You

bedroom loner pop loser stoner idiot never does anything right moron rock

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oh god

commander commander

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