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White Room

Félix à la guitare, Simon au piano chantant.
Une nouvelle compo enregistré chez Simon avec un petit kit assez élémentaire. Les paroles de cette chanson sont dignes d'un pessimiste de première classe. Voyez si vous comprenez.

Homme sans-tête

just a quick skeam of a recent rendition of a jam my friend and I we've been working on

Words To Myself

Oï mate, we just though it was time for us to drop a bit of new stuff to make sure that you little freaky goats don't complain.. Anyway this is felix's first appearance as a signing meiister so don't be to harsh on the comments! See you in tha lineup cunts

Simon Camire a + de steez

Dimentional

Father & Sun

Début d'une nouvelle compo (titre probablement temporaire)

Temporal Knot

Little Rocks (initial version)

From EP "In the mouth"
Artwork | Soran Dussaigne

"Writing words seems easy at first, give it time and it fucks with your mind” 
You got dropped here | want for a name | it’s hard to know one 
(A blur of stuff gush down your head, pleading it’s way for a tell) 
The masts they were formed by the seeds, they watered for you now, they grew [yeah?], the walls they grew

Although they’ve tried to run the people in/and their worlds, we shall be found 
Although we’ll try to outrun from our own, we shall be found

The value you gave to those “saying-so", it seemed sure at the time 
But now that you’ve doubted them all, it’s how you want, it’s what you want to live 
(A blur of stuff gush down your head, pleading its way for a tell) 
Although they’ve tried to outrun me the most, the petty and the birds {,} they’ll flew me, out to where we run..

Although they’ve tried to run the people in/from my world, it shall be won 
Although they’ve tried to outrun me now; "but they’re just words"...


Unmeaningful

From EP "In the mouth"
Artwork | Agnes Cote & Jeremy Lechatelier

Little rocks pearl on your face and little rocks pearl on your grave
Coz all of us we're just the same and all of us, I forgot your name

And I'll hide from the moon, until it shows up to cover up my mood
And I'll hide from my wounds, until they cry for bruising all of you

Inking on to disguise what I own, what I grab, how it slips and where it goes
And inking on to confront what I own

And I'll hide from the moon, until it shows up to cover up my mood
And I'll hide from my wounds, until they cry for bruising all of you

When I rise, I'll see them all, in my favorite looping hall...


Little Rocks

From EP "In the mouth"
Artwork | Agnes Cote & Alina Herta

All of our hands were tied up once, until you cut them loose for sneaking ahead
Stepping on us and sleep in your head: “have you forgotten all it used to tell?”
Then to carry yourself you killed and begged (all) the smell of riches ahead

Oh well, you are the man who made up faith to neglify {and}
Dominate all of your mates; were they lost a bit too soon?
So you nield us down and we shut it up, craving at the words you tell
Anneal us, glanced the dark to shine it up; how could we drink us so fast?

All of our hands are tied up now by the words of your cold mouth
Apart, within, we felt unshining from the love you left

Tell me how to run from the man who’s standing, he has come again
How do I go and where do I hide {?} from the one who calls mine
They have wanted to feel somebody else… “You’re the water for my life, we used to be friends”

Don’t tell but I am the man who took our faith to reunite {and}
Illuminate all of our mates; were they won a bit too soon?
So we nield back down and we got it up, starring at the end we fell
We kneeled down, open heads; we banged it up - for the shooter wants: 

“The water to fall for you and me, till the water falls for you {and}
The water to fall for you and me, till the water falls for you and me
The water to fall for you and me, till the water falls..”

Bad For Good ?

Goosebumps - Version d'Été 
Photo: Jeremy Lechatelier
Drums: Victor Grenier | Bass: Cedric Martel
Un pissenlit motie jaunie..

Goosebumps

In Depth - Version d'Été
Photo: Jérémy Lechatelier
Drums: Victor Grenier | Bass: Cedric Martel
Un poulet mi-cui disons..

Paroles: 

She'd have her wonders in timeless's space
But I won't give her up the game
I unfold it out, although I want to keep my lust

Branch up the filter
Untill it goes: "Tip taping on the form tonight"
But I know the fictitous from the petty on my back
And as I wore her crown, I cannot love the filler who won't ever be found

I wimp; the lack of petty on my back
Like a carless breeze; I hack
For the fearless "want": I ...

Rain tapping the confines of my head
I won't hear anything ahead
I've seen it all, through the punctures of my skull
Now I alter "running out in love"

Rain taping the confines of my head
That drop leaks hollow on my head
Streaming down the pores of an old dusty friend
Now I alter running out in love

In Depth

Valuatu - Version d'Été

Toujours séquestré dans le placard des canards, c'est contre la montre qu'on a du enregistrer la dernière des 3 pour la séquence d'été.

Photo: Jérémy Lechatelier
Drums: Victor Grenier | Bass: Cedric Martel
Enregistrement: Tonifuj

Paroles:

I can’t tell you to sustain your thoughts and ideas
But (if you want my asking to) come away with me
Coz they’ve seen me fought, thawed and mild, amongst our scene
But I cannot explain what I have seen

Into the wild of thoughts I'm flying on my lost
And out of the missing I loath, I'm walking on my holes
And I swam on my bedroom walls and I've seen the pictured sounds I love
Now I know, the only way I'll breath has formed a never-while-ago

Don't stop to tilt the cage! Yes. It’ll never come unlocked..
And don't hide to feel the waters running on my own
Coz I feel like a different guy from the woken one insight
But I don't know how it’ll end so I hope I dived in well

Valuatu

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