Fuzzface

Scaramouche projects an elegant and sparse sound, focusing on the melodic qualities of an impassioned lead vocal highlighting the story. A ballad at its core, the song leans itself to a warmth that is further augmented by backing vocals of a tranquil arrangement. The song progresses with zeal making the track feel both serene and restless. Whilst the verse draws you in with catchy acoustic riffs and commanding vocals, the chorus burns with a narrative to caress and capture your ears and heart. Scaramouche is stripped back and dressed up in glitter.

Scaramouche

Lyrics 

Who are you? Digging up dreams and dishing them out too soon
Choose one or two, you can’t keep cacking up whenever your bout’ to lose

It’s coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming
It’s never enough just falling for love
You’ll waste your whole life for a hell of ride
Drawing by design 

Who do you think you are? Making up a dreamland, filling it with scenes and of course you’ve given yourself the lead
Fewer and fewer moments are bluer now I’m not kicking with you

It’s coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming
It’s never enough just falling for love
Your wasting your life for a hell of ride
Drawing by design 

What happened to you? Just feels like you betrayed who you used to be. You’re not the person I fell in love with anymore. But then, were you ever really?

It’s coming, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming
It’s never enough just falling for love
Keep wasting your life for a hell of ride
Your skipping the line, for a hell of a time
Drawing by design

Drawing By Design

Lyrics:
Sally Cinnamon is sick of all these men
Staring at her hair and what she chose to wear

Mother Mary please come and break my knees
Cause all the words you say seem to have lost their way

Polly's cracking up cause she filled up her cup
And now she's overflown and she's aching through her bones

Princess died killing time
Wasting life at peace tonight

She's so sick of running and turning on her heels for nothing
Away he goes wasted all on you

Lola's lashing out cause her future's in doubt
The cola ain't so sweet it can't give her what she needs

Princess died killing time
Wasting life at peace tonight

She's so sick of running and turning on her heels for nothing
Away he goes wasted all on you

Princes died killing time
Wasting life here tonight

Princess Die

Lyrics: 

Feels like I’m there though, I'm just a far away boy
And I compare, the feelings to a void

And the time ain’t the issue, it’s the distance in between us I fear
You make me feel like a dreamer for wanting you here

I know logistically speaking it’s hard to get away from the facts
But oh fuck that, I just want to spend some time in her hands
Was it a flash in the pan? At this point it’s all in my head
And so right now, just get to her as fast as you can

And the time ain’t the issue, it’s the distance in between us I fear
You make me feel like a dreamer for wanting you here
And the games that you play, how they’re putting me in my place
I’m sure to you they’re just noise, though it’s sending me out through space

For the first time in a while i’ve been feeling some grace, like the next cool chapter finally awaits
And it starts with this total fucking catch that she makes, I wanna drop the whole world on its head, someone shake me
I met her in a dream but she’s hours away, and I hardly even met her past a couple of days 
Though my heart feels better when I picture her face so I couldn't comprehend how it would feel should she stay

And the time ain’t the issue, it’s the distance in between us I fear
You make me feel like a dreamer for wanting you here

Should She Stay

The Girl With The Doja Cat Tattoo

Lyrics: 

Now that it's been a week or two
Since I last heard a thing from you
I'm falling apart the beating of my heart
Was skipping over you

I wonder if you still sleep alone
Is someone else blowing up your phone?
And how is your head are you giving her some rest
Or just working out your bed?

If you want it, you've got it
Wasting every day away with you
It's easy, not breezy 
Trying to make it work with someone new
We're something, now nothing 
You're borderline 'That Bitch' and beautiful 
World starts shaking, hearts been breaking

For you

It's such a shame it had to end
Because now I'm going round the bend
I felt like a dove as we fell in love
But I guess it's not for us

If you want it, you've got it
Wasting every day away with you
It's easy, not breezy 
Trying to make it work with someone new
We're something, now nothing 
You're borderline 'That Bitch' and beautiful 
World starts shaking, hearts been breaking

For you

I wish I could have stayed with you
Girl with the Doja Cat tattoo
But you had to choose to try and mend your mood
So I'll be here when you do

Fall On My Face

Lust For Love

The Lesson I Can't Seem To Learn

Dive

Collateral Damage

I Can Hear Her Just Fine

Composed by one Mr D.Jayaselan,
*This line was removed at Mr Jayaselan's request*

Jane (demo)

A little original composition by your sisters favourite band... 
Since ya'll have been asking we're giving the poeple what they want.
Lyrics:
I don't care what they say I wanted it to be lasting anyway.
Now I feel such a fool coz you're leaving me out here with nothing to do.

She thinks it feels nice, the way that he slides.
His hands up her thighs, even though they're not mine.
And I hope that you'll find, in years gone by.
He don't get you high, not quite like I.

All you need is love, all you want is war and I keep it in the bottom of a bottle on my floor.
Your kiss sucked me dry, you're leaving me bye and you ripped that burning flame from right out of my eye.
And you take with you all the pretty little lights, that make me feel like I'm alive inside. 
I'm fucking surprised.

Finish up this story about a boy, who's spent his past year being treated like a toy. 
He just needs to know if she ever fucking cared he just needs to know if there was a point in being there.
The shit that was done and the shit that was said it's left him out here lying in the world for dead.
No I can't quite believe.

Fuzzface (Demo)

A little song to sooth your soul.
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Scaramouche (Demo)

A little piece composed by D.Ward & D.Jayaselan many moons ago. Made for your ears and your ears only.

Phoebe (Demo)

Lyrics:
Wakin' him up with your bedside slowdance, 
Keepin' him strung on your freeze dried spray tan, 
I can't see you no. 
She will be anything that he could want, 
For 100 bucks or more.

Make up your days in your bruised birthday suit, 
Takin' your time tending to your wounds, 
You can't bleed I know. 
It's so succinct when she gets into his bed, 
But he kind of likes it so.

Keep up the keep to show your mother, 
The future ain't bleak the Prozacs covered, 
All the pain you know. 
She don't need anyone to save her life, 
But he'll still try oh no.

Fight for your breath under the covers, 
Here comes your death around the corner, 
Holdin' one oh one. 
She will sleep for the rest of her nights, 
With his knife in her right eye, 
Oh why? We'll never know.

Bedside Slowdance

Lyrics
Dirty Little Monster 
Livin' in my bedroom 
Underneath the carpet 
I'm feeling fine 

Living in the suburbs 
Meet you in the city 
Taking off the weekend 
To sell your drug 

Lost in every morning 
Don't you hate the sunrise 
Everything will come out 
Through your eyes 
Is what they said. 

When he makes you go back home 
Well you seem to get low darling 
Your tenderness has taken its toll 
Won't you take away your pain 
With a chemical burn guarding 
The love your tender soul it deserves. 

Turning into monsters 
With dirty little secrets 
My closets all full of 
Skeletons 

Walking out a parlour 
Straight into the barbers 
Stealing all of his 
Good scissors 

There isn't any weekends 
Don't you know you're lonely 
Hating all the ways of 
Your friends in love 

Don't you know that boys cry 
More than they'd like to 
Everybody hates my 
Favourite songs 
Is what they said 

Don't you feel the weight of worlds 
Come down on your heart darling 
You're mystified by all that does hurt 
Won't you take off into space 
With your poisonous lungs guarding 
The shit you love to stick in your heart 

She wants to feel real love 
She wants to be in your arms 
She wants to be your gun 
She wants to feel your love 

Dirty little monsters 
Living in the bathrooms 
We fucking love the feeling 
Of bleeding lungs 

Running out of hours 
Running out of power 
Do you really think this will be 
Your final one 
Is what they said 

The shit that just might tear your apart.

Dirty Little Monsters

To Be Frank

For The Love Of Nothing

Tomorrow

Penelope Clearwater Believes In Something Rather Strange

The Pretty Voices

Something's In The Water It Seems

Ya sisters favourite band from South-East Melbourne.
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