Ce sourire coupable que tu me jettes est comme un couteau plongé en moi
Tombé a genou, désormais tu me caches le ciel
Étouffe moi jusqu'à ce qu'on ai des étoiles dans les yeux

Called me up after 5 years
Aint it funny how voices don’t fade
It’s like you threw me in the ocean 
n asked which way the wind was blowing
I’ll need a minute and a drink while we wait

How many times did I pray for anyone but you to turn up
Still we gonna see how high we can take this ‘for we burn out or burn up

Sold me a dream out in Tennessee
Then drove me down to New Orleans
With a backdrop on the bayou
Drinking coconut rum pineapple punch
You caught me by surprise
When you chased a shot with another one

That guilty smile’s throwing knowing knives as I dive
Onto my knees while you block out the sky
Suffocate me ’til there’s stars in our eyes

How many times did I pray for anyone but you to turn up
Still we gonna see how high we can take this before we burn out or burn up

Fade fade faded
Still we rise to the occasion
Been pent up inside for months on end
You can save, save, save me
With those thighs
Hold me baby
Pirouette in pure elation
Perfectly weaponized persuasion

Written, recorded, produced & mixed by Garrett DeMartinis
Vocals arranged & produced with Max Nunes
Mastered by Eli Marks
Photo by Camille McOuat & Diane Sagnier (edited by Blythe Colvin)
French proofreading by Vincent Pazuzu Le Bris

How High

Would you let it go
Would you let everything you
Are we playing at runaways
Keep falling for the same games

Keep falling at every wave
Keep falling for the wrong means
Keep falling I lost my steam
Keep talking it’s like a lullaby

Would you let it go
Would you let everything you
Are we playing at runaways
Keep falling for the same games

Do you have the nerve
Do you have the will to hurt
Bonnie and Clyde, you turned
Do you have the skills to hurt

I need this today
Talk about limbo
Will I ever feel wind again

Written, recorded & mixed by Garrett DeMartinis
Mastered by Eli Marks
Photo by Camille McOuat & Diane Sagnier (edited by Blythe Colvin)

I Need This

Sleep in and pretend
Your eyes like porcelain
Open wide to the morning sun
Damn near six years we’ve been on the run

Cheap gin and cigarettes
Same games from when we met
Overnight, over the moon
Singing all of our favorite tunes

Maybe it’s a question of time
Call it what you will, it won’t change my mind
It’s in the design

Painting stars on the wall
Waiting for just one to fall
The only wish I’d every say
To feel again how we felt those days

Trading milestones for the open road
Still could never find our way back home

Maybe it’s a question of time
Call it what you will, it won’t change my mind
It’s in the design

G.D. Mars

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