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lies 02:37
where were you when i was standing in the dark you were laughing with your friends and i don't know where you're going your words peel off, fall on the floor or did they mean anything at all? hey you what are you standing for? comfortably hiding behind your best smile you don't fool no one carry on ignoring, carry on pretending carry on golden words, carry on promises carry on lies
where you see sadness i just see beauty no weeping no complaining minor can be a key to happiness that's it i just prefer climbing mt zion to falling down in albion your joy is your sorrow unmasked you're suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy but i say unto you, they are inseparable only when you are empty are you standstill and balanced
flee 03:10
escaping will never help you fleeing never saved you they just comfort you in your fears fake timidity doesn't protect you it just prevents you from making the change you pretend you've been working on
dust 02:19
sitting here i could almost believe i am the king of this land but the king is back today and from his swinging hatchet flies my head buckets of blood flowing in the air casting red shadows in the burning sand yes i killed yes i committed sins murdered mothers parents and daughters in their own burning house but i won't fight, no i won't fight no no no, not even fight
the infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind. the sheer number of experiences i could have is uncountable, breathtaking, and i'm sitting here refreshing my inbox. we live trapped in loops, reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths laid out ahead of us. we see the same things each day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation on the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of societal norms. we act like if we just get through today, tomorrow our dreams will come back to us. and no, i don't have all the answers. i don't know how to jolt myself into seeing what each moment could become. but i do know one thing: the solution doesn't involve watering down my every little idea and creative impulse for the sake of someday easing my fit into a mold. it doesn't involve tempering my life to better fit someone's expectations. it doesn't involve constantly holding back for fear of shaking things up. this is very important, so i want to say it as clearly as i can: fuck. that. shit.
twenty 01:01
and if you don't mind there will lie my hand caressing your skin flirting with your hips then you will wake up yawning your best smile insulting the sun stretching in the light
joker 02:25
what the fuck why are we so complicated? brooding in my bed trying, hoping for something that just won't happen the more i think the more i sink and damn my own fears in your sorry eyes go slow take our time bear with me we'll sort it out patiently with some talks i hope some laughs beneath the sheets go slow
lost 02:09
as always run into, run away, run over, run out of, run out on, run though me at your turn turn away, turn around, turn me down, turn aside, turn to me, turn me on and you turn and you run we'd get lost on our way if there was such a thing i'm glad it's just a joke where lost is the one way so keep laughing out loud we're lost every single moment of our days still we can't help trying to find our way still we're lost not desperately lost, just naturally lost so keep on always laughing out loud
patrick batemans smiling from their daily workout yuppies without a name, yuppies without a face what's in their minds? what's on their grins? could they all carry fine combs in their wallets stained hundred dollar bills girls bloods on their silk shirts eyeballs in the briefcase fear and loathing in their heart — if they have any — abandon all hope ye who enter here this is not an exit


second homebrew demo record
. composed and recorded in geneva and montréal
. between 2009 and 2010
. with my friends love, hate, trial and error
. raw source material available at ronan.jouchet.fr/2010/09/24/source-code


released May 3, 2010





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