Musique / Music : Ootol
Paroles, chant et jaquette / Lyrics, vocal and artcover : Lukowig

Paroles / Lyrics :

Je clenche la poignée 
Et pousse la porte
Une odeur forte
Vient m'empoigner

Un sombre Noël se profile
Un mauvais coton je file
Senteur d'épices de pain ?
Mais non ça sent le sapin !

À peine entré
Je me fais enguirlander :
"Mais qu'est-ce que t'as glandé ?
Tu devais ramener l'entrée !"

Un sombre Noël se profile
Un mauvais coton je file
Senteur d'épices de pain ?
Mais non ça sent le sapin !

"Repas de Noël gâché 
Par ta faute... tu m'fous en boule !
Je voudrais - faut qu'j'me défoule -
Tout menu te hacher !"

Pour toi j'suis pas un cadeau
Pour te réjouir faut s'lever tôt !
Que vas-tu faire avec ce couteau ?
Préparer les tourne-dos ?

Un sombre Noël se profile
Un mauvais coton je file
Senteur d'épices de pain ?
Mais non ça sent le sapin !

Un sombre Noël se profile

Un sombre Noël se profile
Un mauvais coton je file
Senteur d'épices de pain ?
Mais non ça sent le sapin !

Un sombre Noël

Un sombre Noël :
ça sent le sapin !

Dark Christmas

Dark Christmas [Ootol & Lukowig]

It seems to me that many people these days make more effort to separate themselves from others than to compare themselves with others. Both are triggers for unhappiness, in my opinion, but it's something more than that.

This song has very few bass parts. Most parts use an 8-string guitar. This is the result of avoiding the competition between the bass and the area of existence. I did slaps, thumbs, tapping, and all sorts of other things. It took me a long time to finish the song because there were so many parts I had to practice and I had tendonitis....hahahaha

Those No Longer Needed

𝕾𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖋𝖑𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘 𝖁2

I've been staring at the clock, watching seconds drip away
You promised something big, but it's looking like delay
All these empty meetings, words circling like dust
I'm tired of the talk, where's the action, where's the trust?

You keep me hanging on the line
But is it progress or decline?
I gotta know, don't blur the line

Are you wasting my time?
Are we stuck on rewind?
Your empty words don't mean a thing
If you can't back what you bring
Are you wasting my time?
I've got mountains to climb
Stop holding me down, crossing the line
Are you wasting my time?

I'm here pulling double shifts, while you're stuck in first gear
Talking up big plans that I'll never see appear
I'm not your safety net, I'm not a stepping stone
If you can't keep pace, I'll move on alone

You keep me hanging on the line
But is it progress or decline?
I need to know, don't twist the signs

Are you wasting my time?
Are we stuck on rewind?
Your empty words don't mean a thing
If you can't back what you bring
Are you wasting my time?
I've got mountains to climb
Stop holding me down, crossing the line
Are you wasting my time?

Time is a currency I don't waste lightly
If you're standing still, you're falling behind me
I've got miles to run, I've got dreams to chase
I won't let you steal the hours I can't replace!

Are you wasting my time?
Are we stuck on rewind?
Your empty words don't mean a thing
If you can't back what you bring
Are you wasting my time?
I've got mountains to climb
Stop holding me down, crossing the line
Are you wasting my time?

Are you wasting my time?
Or should I just draw the line?
Tick-tock, tick-tock, decide
Are you wasting... my time?

Are You Wasting My Time?

Nimbus (2022) Anthology CD1 Track 12

90's Inspired Rock and Roll. Written and produced in Metro Detroit.

Here we go again, killing kindness racing to condemn.
Photographic memory taking pictures now of how it used to be.

Things won't change I'm taking bets, hold your rage with no regrets.
We'll give it one more try.
Committing social suicide, disguise your hate and constant lies.
We'll give it one more try.

Roll me over false confession through the end of time.
Tear me down clean and sober, useless fear is not a friend of mine.

Things won't change I'm taking bets, hold your rage with no regrets.
We'll give it one more try.
Committing social suicide, disguise your hate and constant lies.
We'll give it one more try.

The smell of fear and blight, makes it hard to sleep at night.
All the same, a dirty maze, I was left alone.
One more soul to take. Check it off and seal our fate, cause I know sorrow.

𝕾𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖋𝖑𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘 𝖁2

ℍ𝔸ℤ.