Angel #3 (Voice Memo)

Written and recorded 29.05.2020

Track 1 from forth coming album  San Djune.

Lyrics ~~~

Angel, have you fallen for me
Is heaven none the wiser about
Where you wash your knickers darling
I think there’s still lipstick on your shirt 
But I swear they’ll never notice 
if you match it with the rosaries 
 
But the weight of the whole world is something 
You should never shoulder,
Don’tcha know it makes you older when you do that 
I wanna do that for ya cause
 
You’re so good at making it feel like
Everything’s okay when you around
I wanna stay here
You’re so good at making it feel like
Everything’s okay when you around
I wanna live 
 
Angel, I think you got it down to a T, 
If you leave before the dawning 
you’ll be back before your calling I know, 
You’ve still got to make the bed and spread sheets 
But if you’re late two ticks and miss your bus 
You’ll still make enough for both of us 
 

Don’t let the weight of the whole world be something 
That you ever shoulder, 
I know you certainly won’t listen
but I wanna say I told ya cause
 
You’re so good at making it feel like
Everything’s okay when you around
I wanna stay here
You’re so good at making it feel like
Everything’s okay when you around
I wanna live 
 
Angel, I think they’re calling for me
I heard them knocking on the door 
yesterday afternoon at three 
But I just lay here and stared at the ceiling, 
Pretending like there was no one at home 
Cause I’m too scared to go alone 
 
Don’t let the weight of my whole world be something
Just for you to shoulder 
I hope they send you the next time they say
it’s time to take a shower cause 
 
You’re so good at making it feel like
Everything’s okay when you around
I wanna stay here
You’re so good at making it feel like
Everything’s okay when you around
I wanna live

Angel #3 (Voice Memo)

Written and recorded 01.06.2020

Track 2 from forth coming album San Djune.

All words, music, performances and production by Vaunce

Lyrics ------

Death is not my motivator, it’s just my
Deadicator
My motivation comes from you not really
Giving a funk,
I am my own creator you’re my obliterater
Why save your summers for someone who will take
care of them?

my ribbon round and round your eyes
Stand up for god to take the wheel yeah who
Cares if we die

I’ll be your bullet time baby with a
Mouth full of ash,
And if you keep the motor running
I’ll be back with the cash
You be my pedal to the metal now
As hard as you can, dontchu
Wanna live fast and diazepam

We smashed my skull across a
Chalk white highway
It was so beautiful but but
Was it worth the gas
The past is ash, a cigarette lost to a
Desert storm
We’re just 2 kids but I look
So damn great between your teeth

And if I set before the sun
I want you naked at my funeral to
Dance with the guns

xxxxx

When you said you wanna ride or die
You meant “I wanna live forever while we’ve
Still got the time”

San Djune

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'pretzels' is that sun-blasted, wind-weeping and rain-swept slice of neo-surrealist poetry cum requiem for the sound of summer passing that you never knew you needed. Delivered through pounding rhythms and a fuzz-faced maximalist aesthetic, the debut promotional single from Vaunce is sure to give your heart the shivers and you… the love your parents never could.
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Lyrics
she just broke dawn out
a season for feathered clouds
called as a siren
milkshake, bring out
the boys on the rocks
the kids and cops
the pigs in flocks
and the sun-kissed locks

but the sow eats her farrow
sea she gets salty
sell the tears of my unborn
for the freedom i don’t need
if i’m more machine
will i never get old
sell the tears of my unborn
to let the good times roll

don’t let the sunlight 
bring you down
just as the rain won’t
cloud your day
i’ll be there with you baby
whatever you say
there with you baby 
even if we can’t stay

she walks in the bloodline 
she walks as an oath-sworn
she walks through the pre-show, 
the party and comedown
and when the sun’s down
lady dawn dies
but sister don’t come down
she makes her own sunrise

you walk in her heels
like I tap in her sex
paint you in so much lipstick
the others go red
from the nape of your neck to her nectar
she said

Stay

don’t let the sunlight 
bring you down
just as the rain won’t
cloud your day
i’ll be there with you baby
whatever you say
there with you baby 
even if we can’t stay

don’t let the sunlight 
bring you down
just as the rain won’t
cloud your day
i’ll be there with you baby
whatever you say
i’ll be there with you baby 
even if we can’t stay

pretzels

Lyrics and Music by Vaunce
Performances and Production by Vaunce

Lyrics ~~

Devils dancing, till late the vapour
Desecrate your baby blue
Came between us but wouldn’t come 
Alas a little death should die so young

Wooden kisses, mirror bitch
You’re such a snitch can’t help but tell
Pried from the walls drag to my cell
Well I’d still love you still in hell

Cool as clockwork, tool to clutch
You’re just my crutch too cool to touch
Disposition, too polite
Like middle-class meets matricide

Lay me lover lay me down
Besides the coffin with the crown
all these riches are rich to rag
time,  ash to ashes dust to drag

I supply
Only the sweetest lily of the nile
Strawberry for the ferry man
But my legs don’t spread cause they ain’t your jam
Turn the tide
Blood sex magic by the river side
Drip karma like sahara sweat
I wash away the skin I shed

Can we unsheathe this conversation
Though pretty impressions you paint with these words
They’re just as good as she could listen
She never listens so never heard 

Kiss spit grows cold across my cheek,    
As karma drips the drip the drip the drip
If you want  naked conversation
Strip search my words between your teeth,  you
	
Hold my tongue 
Hold my liquor
Hold me close 
watch me flicker

Say ‘I don’t care that 
You’re a handful
Say I like holding you
So shut your mouth and kiss me’

shut your mouth and kiss me
shut your mouth and kiss me
shut your mouth and kiss me
Cause soon you’re gonna miss me

I supply
Only the sweetest lily of the nile
Strawberry for the ferry man
But my legs don’t spread cause they ain’t your jam
Turn the tide
Blood sex magic by the river side
Drip karma like sahara sweat
I wash away the skin I shed

I supply
Sweetest lily of the nile
Strawberry for the ferry man
But my legs don’t spread cause they ain’t your jam
Turn the tide
Blood sex magic by the river side
Drip karma like sahara sweat
I wash away the skin I shed

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