Greazy Parade: 21 home cooked tracks from the SoundCloud community

idk why this flow has been my go to flow lately 
Lyrics -
"thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
time we had
cant get it back
in the basement with the dust and spiders
and the rats
he thinks its over because he 
never thought that it could last

thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
time we had
cant get it back
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts are trapped
inside a glass

i never thought that i could make it far
in a cast
face down
in the dirt 
in the grass
in the dirt by the grass
and people looking at me
thinking im a half a man

thoughts in the cap
will never wrap
(WHAT, WHAT)
thoughts are trapped
inside a glass"

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thoughts in the cap Prod. V-E Beats

he wished everything would fade away.

reversed bass and drums by https://soundcloud.com/five-extra-arms

and he wanted to pay (slowed+reverb)

Texte Français et Google Translate

CROYONS EN NOUS

Un peu de sens bien réaliste
Quand on y pense, tout çà existe
Cacher ses maux, ne pas les vivre
Regarder haut  çà nous enivre.
Un peu d’amour, rien qu’une larme
Se faire des jours posant les âmes
Seront t’ils beaux, fera t’il sombre ?
Dans chaque haut, il y’a une ombre.
Un peu d’argent juste ce qu’il faut
C’est indécent d’en avoir trop
Les coins de rue montrent la misère
Des homme perdus sans rien y faire.

Croyons en nous, croyons-y fort
Voyons le bout, et puis d'abord
Restons debout, au mauvais sorts
Pas à genoux, une fois encore.
Dans un mal fou prenant nos corps
Prendre des coups sans avoir tord
Pensons à nous une fois encore.
Un point c'est tout et puis alors.

Un peu de rêve, des brins d’espoirs
Que rien n’achève pour mieux y croire
De l’utopie plus que raison
Entendre oui plutôt que non.
Un peu de chance, des coups de pot
Quand çà avance sont jamais trop
Un p'tit bonheur c'est bon à prendre
Et le meilleur c'est beau à rendre.
Un peu d'oubli sur l'importance
Prendre la vie comme elle avance
A chaque trou il faut remplir
Et jusqu’au bout bien se le dire.

Croyons en nous...

LET'S BELIEVE IN OURSELVES

A bit of realistic meaning
When you think about it, it all exists
Hide your pain, don't live with it
Looking up high intoxicates us.
A little love, just a tear
Have days resting the souls
Will they be beautiful, will it be dark?
In every top, there is a shadow.
A little money just enough
It's indecent to have too much
Street corners show misery
Men lost without doing anything about it.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves
Let's see the end, and then first
Let's stay standing, bad luck
Not on your knees, again.
In a crazy evil taking over our bodies
Take blows without being wrong
Let us think of ourselves once again.
Period, that's all, so what.

A little dream, a bit of hope
That nothing ends to better believe it
Utopia more than reason
Hear yes rather than no.
A little luck, pot shots
When things progress, there are never too many
A little happiness is good to take
And the best part is beautiful.
A little forgetting about the importance
Take life as it goes
Each hole must be filled
And until the end, say it to yourself.

Let's believe in ourselves...

A little peace would be good
But we don't know what tomorrow is
A white flag slung over one shoulder
By slandering all the troubles.
A little emotion, which takes to the heart
Heat the cold for the best
Can do good in the spirit
Because for everyone nothing is written.

Let's believe in ourselves, let's believe in ourselves

CROYONS EN NOUS

Watch the video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9zWAGy6ncI
Written and produced by She's Excited!
Programming, vocals and lyrics by Anne Wichmann
Guitar & field recordings by Gene Chaban
Cover credits: Photo by Konstantin Onishchenko, Art by katiamess

Bleeding stars light up the sky
Prodigies and beasts are bidding their good-bye
And I see the rising of the hollow signs of doubt
Want to believe, want to believe
There’s love beneath

So I close my eyes
And I say to myself:
“Love, you know how to stabilize.”
And I unfold my mind:
“There’s no heaven, there’s no hell, love
There’s no fortunes left to tell.”

Oh, I’ll be eating up the sorrows
I’ll turn the frowns around
Hope to see the growing signs of doubt just going down

So I close my eyes
And I say to myself:
“Love, you know how to stabilize.”
And I unfold my mind:
“Quit the stories and get well, love
There’s no fortunes left to tell.”

We all live complicated lives
And we all sometimes just want to hide
So many fates in the high-rise
They’re unknown, un-shown, hand-sewn, full-blown and grown

Bleeding stars light up the skies
Prodigies and beasts are bidding their good-bye
And I see the rising of the hollow signs of doubt
Want to believe, want to believe
There’s love beneath

Moments Of Sonder

Celebrity Parade

A sentimental country-ish ballad with a big sad finish.
Dedicated to anyone suffering from memory loss. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics:
I can still remember
Felicia in December
Outside in the cold
Smoking Swisher Sweet Cigarettes
But she would always forget
If you're gonna inhale that shit
You know she always got sick
She'd chewed down the tip

It's like I told you on the phone
My mind is not all my own
All my memories are dissolving
Our nights in Arroyo Park
Out feeling that spark
That Datsun that would never start
My bad Cure haircut (disaster!)
My heart was beating faster
A sketch of a love scene
Painted behind
A gothic old master

I was selfish with my time
And now I seem to lead my life
Conducting orchestras in my mind
Oh, I don't know how this sounds
But sometimes I listen to the ground
To hear and feel the rumblings
I think that you're coming around

All my memories are dissolving
Soon, I'll have no memories of this world
I'll have no memories of this world
So let's go out tonight
And shoot out the lights!
Let's break our hearts tonight
I'll have no memories of this world

I wanted to drop you this line
To thank you for the time
And thank you for being in my life
Thank you for being my life

Let's Break Our Hearts Tonight

I reached out to my good friend Jean LeJeune to throw down some extra keys and percussion in the mix and man he did not disappoint!, so grab a stack of napkins plus some towelettes kids cuz this that extra Greazy shit!

thoughts in the cap Prod. V-E Beats

SWEATT