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It’s like sometimes I’m not myself I disconnect my brain from all the world surrounding me I’m wide awake but my mind’s somewhere else My eyes are wide open but my look’s becoming empty I think about these things when I’m drinking what have I to do what I’ve done or What I should do I’m dreaming of my dear friends I missed About some day I will woke up with a true lion’s pride that dear one where I will drive east an unexpected past or a future I’ll never ride I think about these things when I’m drinking A song, some words I’ll wrote Simply to the dress she took off
Page’s turning, look how it burns straight into the night we're finding our own way we’ll carry hope into the highway we got the whole world in front of us it shines look as it shines Runaway Giving it away And we’re never looking back Runaway Lost ghosts on the highway And we’re never coming back music we were years from learning we just want to find our own sweet sound of life Something real as an awakening A friendly barricade that makes us feel alive we are alive
Dear Friend 02:42
You tore me down You made me believe we were best friends I was so wrong You’re not the same anymore Only lies roll off from your mouth Until the day you hit the floor You can spit as you want in my face I’ll stand proud and tall dig yourself into this selfishness won’t slow down your fall I can see you so old and alone stuck with the same mistakes all my condolence for you is gone all of you is fake can you sleep at night ? where’s your conscience running to hide? you pierced me through it’s not about high and low I’ll get through this life without you I don’t really need more from you now
Dead Lungs 02:57
Can my breathless voice sing anymore these inked words forevermore? see more than a sinking ship? my anchor buries myself deep I burned myself what I loved most And watch them all becoming a ghost no more light in the morning to sober up the storm inside of me Your bitter heart is on display I’m nothing more to you than a paper plane A sober ghost with a pale face I can’t sing about this day I barely burned my lungs but you never heard These awesome words that you deserved My dead lungs can not fight for air to burn my old habits away wondering, did I love you fair did I always take the easy way? Crawling inside this endless Haze You’ll find it all painted on my face Now I can sing that love is dead This only thing is ringing in my head
Walking this street with a cheap wine Bruising myself just to feel alive Only fire’s filling my lungs Exhaling this old feelings left unsung wohoooo I drink here on my own I slip to the unknown wohoooo away from my decline I can see the skyline It’s just ash and memories now All that makes me hope renew tonight I burned my old habits unknown which kept me away far from the light


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released May 1, 2015

Recorded At SoundLife, Montpellier, France.
Artwork Cover by Maxime Chuchana.

Performed by:
Guitar-Vocals: Jérémy Bousquet
Bass-Vocals: Jérémy Chuchana
Drums: David Chaussade


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KROD RECORDS Berlin, Germany

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