candles (cover)

convince me, convince me

cover of This Mortal Coils version of Tim Buckley’s song to the siren.

song to the siren (cover)

relics

still

soundtrack to the apocalypse.
self produced . 

lyrics: 
I am traveling in this real world, 
I don't know where I am. 
we're running down this avenue, 
your hand in mine 
and we'll go...(ah, ah). 

we'll try, 
we'll try, 
to leave the world behind tonight. 
let's go get high 
we don't know why we're even dancing 
and we go all day, all day, 
just you and the stars 
(just you and me and them) 

the light from Mars illuminates us as we dance 
we don't know how to feel 
so we both bask in romance 
we don't know how to leave this town 
in fact, we don't have cars. 

let's go get high 
we don't why we even have fun 
we're both insane 
and this is life and we both didn't (want it). 
we don't know why, we don't know why 
we don't know why. 
the Sun is fake and we're all shaking 
we're excited, for it. 

the world is ending in this brief hole in time. 
the world is ending so lets run all night.

the end of the world

i am so empty

cover of Goodbye Kiss by Kasabian, in the style of Lana Del Rey.

goodbye kiss (cover)

nights and nights
days we spent 
oh, the days we spent 
how they went away,
I can't get you out my head,
I can't get you. 
Thinking back on all we did last year,
was such a peculiar time to be 
I don't know where I am 
You don't understand at all. 
Everything I said was wrong,
you said its wrong, 
I don't remember,
you told me in November it would all be fine, 
you're lying, oh. 

I really got to get out of this fucking town
it's dragging me down 
I'm not sure if I'm gonna make it out
will i make it out? 
all this pain inside my brain 
and the things I never said 
I wish I could just be dead
I don't want to be 
a ghost in a shell of who I used to be 

You fucking feel me?
Don't even know the real me.

never made it

skins feat. Killondy

produced/instrumentals/vocals by violaine 
original song by Jonatan Leandoer

hotel in minsk (jonatan leandoer cover)

composed / written / vocals by VIOLAINE 

lyrics: 
heights, depths, distances
I'm getting caught up in these instances
I still find myself in all the same places 
scanning for a bit of hope, some traces
please be patient with me
I'll wait anxiously 

Oh, what if I never reach?
What if I can only preach it?
What if I can never hold it, hold me, hold it, only
What if I, What if I, What if I? 
Can never even stare her down and say this is why I...
What if I, What if I, Never die, Never die, Never die, Never try?

Time moves ever slower 
I feel closer to nothingness
Voids, toys, paranoid 
I can't complain this is what i wanted
I don't feel 
I just scream into the abstract abyss 
I don't really know what I want from this situation 

What if I can never reach it?
What if I can only preach it?
What if I can only see it but from ten feet in the distance? 
What if I never live the life I want to live? 
I don't know, there is lightening coming out of every pore 

I feel lost at....

Praying for one single moment
Where I am less than transparent 
You don't see me 
Never really
No no no no no no no 

Take a moment, before the explosion
What i never reach it?
What if I can only preach it?
What if I never see it but from ten in the distance? 
What I never reach it?
What if I can only preach it?
What i can never hold it, hold me, hold me, hold it, only 
What if I can never really squeeze the life out of my only beating heart?

What if I can never never never reach it reach it ?

⋆✮ precipice ✮⋆

melancholy (demo)

produced/written/recordedddd by VIOLAINE
sample: Pot Head by Daniel Johnston

lyrics (from a poem written in 2019) 

there is no guarantee, 
there is nowhere to be but now...(X2)

I'm pacing through a plastic world
God is in a k hole
my friend is at the payphone 
how will I get home? 
And I'm tumbling through a rabbit hole 
and you had to go 
and not one soul even knows (just a pot head)
are pink bunny rabbits supposed to breathe?
No, am I wrong?
I'm always wrong 
my hair is a birds nest my mind is a mess
my skin falls off
and I'm molting like some sort of snake skin and feathers
cabinets closed containing yesterdays weather
I can't tell you til I know you better
your hair changes like the temperatures 
I'm your mercury thermometer 
your Mad Hatter your physiological pitter patter
I matter
Always haywire like your mood always up always down
spinning elevated near another town
they say we're lost
we're really found
they say I'm an alligator
I'm your common denominator...

god is in a k hole

Wicked Game (live)

i thought there was a reason for all of this

a ghost


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