1. |
Nice Guy
03:00
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You believed in a miracle
When I was a mirage
Forget if you're able
It's time to turn the page
The chances of existence fill the void of my absence
The chances of existence punctuate my silence
I could have been a nice guy but I met you
Please don't ask me why I tramped on you
I know I only took the carnal
You shouldn't be upset
Because there's nothing personal
Why don't you turn the page
The chances of existence fill the world of my absence
The chances of existence punctuate my silence
I could have been a nice guy but I met you
Please don't ask me why I tramped on you
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2. |
Dying Love
02:56
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I've got some few questions
About your strange behaviour
Like a kind of curse
I'm not sure, for what I'm looking for
For your answers
I'm finally ready
Even if you break my verticality
No more silence, no more whispers
Just a free speech to save a fragile bond
If you don't deign to answer
I will leave without a glance
At least I've tried to save a dying love
There's no guilty or innocent
Just a inexorable fall
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3. |
Policy
04:04
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The stupid limit of one hundred and forty characters
The policy of tiny love affairs
Do you think I can quantify my despair?
Do you think I can quantify my despair?
The foolish limit makes us easier
We must believe in ourselves
And accept the extent of our contradictions
The stupid limit of one hundred and forty characters
The policy of hasthtags from everywhere
Love and hate emptied of their meaning
Love and hate emptied of their meaning
The foolish limit makes us easier
We must believe in ourselves
And accept the extent of our contradictions
Getting tired of my despair
Getting tired of love affairs
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4. |
Colourblind
03:20
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I was there to make colours in this unlived life
I became a painter
I found the texture that defines my future
It makes sense to me to move forward
I really was the actor in my own life
you only wanted to play a supporting role
I was the painter, was the painter of these dilapidated walls
I was the painter of these dilapidated walls
My well-being is in colour
Regrets are black and white
I chose to live
I change my perspective
Regrets are black and white
I really was the actor in my own life
you only wanted to play a supporting role
I was the painter, was the painter of these dilapidated walls
I was the painter of my unlived life
Colourblind
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5. |
Shades
03:02
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Do you hear the fury rumble
It was a stream and it became a sea
So don't you see the resentment
So don't you feel the resentment
Are you deaf or are you blind?
Disdain is your state of mind
Are you deaf or are you blind?
Disdain is your state of mind
My love is elastic
Our meetings are coated with plastic
I'm an eternal romantic
So you think I'm weak
Are you deaf or are you blind?
Disdain is your state of mind
Are you deaf or are you blind?
Disdain is your state of mind
I'm not looking for your recognition
I know the price of damnation
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6. |
Rebellion
02:07
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I simulated love
I simulated love
And I was above
My own convictions
I refused to go crazy
I refused to go crazy
And I felt betrayed
By my own cynicism
It's so easy to hate
It's so easy to create
A fake rebellion
To stop this poison
I took up arms
Needle as a gun
Abandon is my rebellion
I escaped from this prison
By stepping aside
I don't need to hide
I found a reason
It's so easy to hate
It's so easy to create
A fake rebellion
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7. |
Archangel
03:43
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From the shame to the grave
I couldn't find my path
I wanted to grow old with you
I felt inhuman
You showed me your deadly disdain
Your divine psalms, my nervous laughter
Have broken the fragile balance of our romance
Your divine psalms, my nervous laughter
Have broken the fragile balance of our romance
From the shame to the grave
I couldn't find my path
I wanted to grow old with you
I felt inhuman
You showed me your deadly disdain
Through your steel blue eyes
I went from hell to heaven
I messed up and I know the price to pay
I messed up and I'm ready to accept
Your divine psalms, my nervous laughter
Have broken the fragile balance of our romance
Your divine psalms, my nervous laughter
Have broken the fragile balance of our romance
I'm the angel with broken wings
I'm the angel that is crushed on earth
I'm the angel who's revealed to himself
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8. |
Thespian
03:41
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So why didn't you just settle for that
It's my pleasure to be a twat
For all my life I was in a posture
Without expecting anything from the future
I never said I love you
I know it's a failure for you
Hands on your hips
You blow on my lips
I never said I love you
I know it's a failure for you
Hands on your hips
The mask is cracked, the collar turned up
I move away from this bad role
The mask is cracked, the collar turned up
I move away from this bad role
So why didn't you just settle for that
It's my pleasure to be a twat
I never said I love you
I know it's a failure for you
Hands on your hips
You blow on my lips
I never said I love you
I know it's a failure for you
Hands on your hips
You blow on my lips
I never said I love you
I know it's a failure for you
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9. |
Unfaithful
03:03
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I spoke to her
For the very first time
In different places
On the streets
On the bus
Sometimes on the train
Even on the plane
Maybe I never met her
So many faces I've kissed
So many bodies I've touched
So many bodies
She was the one
The only one in my heart
I was just passing through
Yes she was oh yes she was
My eternal quest
It was love at first sight
Maybe I never met her (who knows?)
So many faces I've kissed
So many bodies I have touched
So many bodies
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10. |
Homesickness
03:26
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He crossed the Atlantic
For the love of a woman
From this new world
He started all over again
A strange feeling came
Like a kind of loneliness
Fatherhood was the anchor of his ship
He was no longer in his place in this harbour
Fatherhood was the anchor of his ship
He was no longer in his place in this harbour
He ran from homesickness
Time and everyday life were often sadness
The 6 strings as an armour
Melodies like swords
Like the besieged temple in the holy land
He sometimes thought to move away
He was so tired of these lonely days
He sometimes thought to move away
He was so tired of these lonely days
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11. |
Months
04:09
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I spent months being chained
To your chimeras
I was the little prince of Paris
You were the marquise of my dreams
It started in winter to end in summer
It started in winter to end in summer
I could only escape
Through substitute means
Little by litlle I was drowing in lust
I survived because you trampled my lust
It started in winter to end in summer
It started in winter to end in summer
I could only escape
Through substitute means
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