Useless Memories Take the page and tear it out Blow away the pieces
Of a story that just brought Tears and disillusionsMemories are fading out In a fog of faces Is it me or is it that I can't bear the tracesOf your passage in my life Of the wreckage that you left behind I'll erase All the traces of you and me I will chase All those useless memories Memories wither some day Like the flowers you gave They just slowly fade away Like the colors I savedOf your passage in my life Now this image is in black and white I'll erase All the traces of you and me I will chase All those useless memories
Cold wave, post-punk & 80's. Interrogative, patient & dark. Malle ...Cold wave, post-punk & 80's. Interrogative, patient & dark. Malle singer, male back up vocalist, distorted electric bass, electric guitar, synth & rhythm. 歌词
Never Let Me Down AgainStay with Me
Take me away take me away from you Trying to pretend I just can’t do it I know you feel the same, I know you feel the same don’t you ? Never let me down again or I kill you
What I’m trying to say what I’m trying to say is true Never let me down again or I kill you I don’t understand I don’t understand why you I’m trying to pretend That I am a fool
Dirty, determined, sadistic. Rock bass pushes out with a rough rhythm ...Dirty, determined, sadistic. Rock bass pushes out with a rough rhythm as male vocals whisper with a charismatic enigmatic vibe. Sturdy drums burst through giving a strong backbone to a determined driven spirit. Synth arpeggiations offer a sense of dystopian. Neon green materials and industrial backdrop, supported by phased vocals.歌词
Hmm I'm well, What did you want me to say, I got the same new reasons, Why I don't pray, I know there's no way in, That I’ve not ignored, I’ve tallied up the sins, I think Im winning Lord.
Yeah I got, Two halves of a lot some would say, Im on the winning machine, My lucks not going away, You call a straight line crooked, It’s in what you say, Just a sign you're looking, For a way not pay.
To get out of yourself, Become somebody else, It’s a good dream, Like morphine, Like your on screen, Can't wake up, It's a good dream, Like morphine, Like your on screen, Can't wake up.
I'm ok, What you expect me to say, Thought I was the hero, Everything was going my way, Now I got no way out, Can't find an exit here, I scream and I shout, But the words don't come out clear.
To get out of yourself, Become somebody else, It’s a good dream, Like morphine, Like your on screen, Can't wake up, It's a good dream, Like morphine, Like your on screen, Can't wake up.
To get out of yourself, Become somebody else, It’s a good dream, Like morphine, Like your on screen, Can't wake up, It's a good dream, Like morphine, Like your on screen, Can't wake up.
Dirty, determined, sadistic. Rock bass pushes out with a rough ...Dirty, determined, sadistic. Rock bass pushes out with a rough rhythm. Sturdy drums burst through giving a strong backbone to a determined driven spirit. Synth arpeggiations offer a sense of dystopian. Neon green materials and industrial backdrop. Instrumental version.
Dirty, determined, sadistic. Rock bass pushes out with a rough ...Dirty, determined, sadistic. Rock bass pushes out with a rough rhythm. Sturdy drums burst through giving a strong backbone to a determined driven spirit. Neon green materials and industrial backdrop. Stripped back underscore version.
Creepy, glitchy, raw. Old fashioned christmas song performed with ...Creepy, glitchy, raw. Old fashioned christmas song performed with shaky, oddly echoing vocals give a feeling of uncanny weirdness, followed by dissonant instrumentation and droning bass. A sense of sci-fi creepiness, supported by strange glitchy vocal performance. Pulsing bass and electronic instrumentation gives a cool neopunk vibe.
Rough, sharp, dangerous. Muffled ominous bassline plays out at an ...Rough, sharp, dangerous. Muffled ominous bassline plays out at an energetic pace as scratchy vocals repeat lyrics about a dangerous individual. Rude synth and guitar parts give a post-punk sharpness. Eerie pads fringe instrumentation softly, contrasting chattering stabs of synth, conveying a sense of industrial power. A group of people rising up politically.歌词
You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind.
You forget, What happens, Rhetoric, Hands clapping, Moves slowly, Step by step, Controlling, Lies you're fed.
So what, Got you getting riled up again, Blood clot, Vein pops, As you start to vent, Pre-programmed, Can't escape the dispatch, Broadcast back-track, Didn't mean it like that.
You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind.
Cold regret, Splits atoms, Better stick, To your weapons, Fear growing, Keep your head, Bank rolling, Lies your fed.
Good shot, Get the guns loaded up again, Neighbours watch, Vein pops, As you start to vent, Pre-programmed, Can't escape the dispatch, Broadcast back-track, Didn't mean it like that.
You got a weaponised mind, You do what you have to, You got a weaponised mind, Just do what you came to, You got a weaponised mind, You do what you have to, You got a weaponised mind, Just do what you came to.
You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind, You got a weaponised mind.
You got a weaponised mind, You do what you have to, You got a weaponised mind, Just do what you came to, You got a weaponised mind, You do what you have to, You got a weaponised mind, Just do what you came to.
Rough, sharp, dangerous. Muffled ominous bassline plays out at an ...Rough, sharp, dangerous. Muffled ominous bassline plays out at an energetic pace with shallow drumwork. Rude synth and guitar parts give a post-punk sharpness. Eerie pads fringe instrumentation softly, contrasting chattering stabs of synth, conveying a sense of industrial power. A group of people rising up politically. Instrumental version.
Rough, sharp, dangerous. Muffled ominous bassline plays out at an ...Rough, sharp, dangerous. Muffled ominous bassline plays out at an energetic pace with shallow drumwork. Heavier drums burst in with force, giving a powerful atmosphere. A group of people rising up politically. Stripped back underscore version.
Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a ...Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a big post-punk drumbeat as male vocals dictate with a sharp charisma. Lyrics about a society that push people down and denigrate humans, a system built on fake and struggle. Downbeat passion communicated in shuffling rhythm and melancholy but sharp guitar in chorus at 00:41. Meaningful moment @ 1'50 as instrumentation softens and becomes thoughtful.歌词
No patience, Not going anywhere, We don't route for the underdog, no, Complacent, Never had a care, don't argue, just do your job.
lost sleep, Rinse and repeat, Get lost in the sound of your grinding teeth, Reality, Checks are free, Can't you see here we're all in need.
Problem processing your payment, You better know your place in the simulation, More an inmate than a patient, You better know your place in the simulation, It's a sign, It's a sign, Never ask why, just comply, It’s a lie, It’s a lie, Does it remind you that you're breathing, That you're still alive.
Did your job, Can't see the point, We don't route for the underdog, no, Replacement, Life’s never fair, Doesn't argue, just does the work.
Best believe, No inner peace, Uncross your legs and take your leave, Reality, Never been free, Price goes up when we're all in need.
Problem processing your payment, You better know your place in the simulation, More an inmate than a patient, You better know your place in the simulation, It's a sign, It's a sign, Never ask why, just comply, It’s a lie, It’s a lie, Does it remind you that you're breathing, That you're still alive.
We don't route for the underdog, No, no, don't argue, just do your job, Your job, your job.
We don't route for the underdog, No, no, don't argue, just do your job, Your job, your job.
Problem processing your payment, You better know your place in the simulation, More an inmate than a patient, You better know your place in the simulation.
You better know your place in the simulation, You better know your place in the simulation, You better know your place in the simulation, You better know your place in the simulation.
Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a ...Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a big post-punk drumbeat. Detuned lead rises up with a sense of dirty power. Downbeat passion communicated in shuffling rhythm and melancholy but sharp guitar in chorus at 00:41. Meaningful moment at 01:50 as instrumentation softens and becomes thoughtful. Instrumental version.
Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a ...Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a big post-punk drumbeat. Detuned lead rises up with a sense of dirty power. Downbeat passion communicated in shuffling rhythm and eerie synth. Meaningful moment @ 1'50 as instrumentation softens and becomes thoughtful. Stripped back underscore version.
Strong, sleazy, loose. Chunky overdriven bassline gives a chaotic ...Strong, sleazy, loose. Chunky overdriven bassline gives a chaotic texture as male vocals communicate a rebellious, provocative message, teasing about conforming to society. Heavy sharp guitar @ 0'33 gives a thudding energy. A careless coarse atmosphere, contrasted glitchy synths at 00:57. Indie sleaze style.歌词
Hey, Get through the day, If that's what it takes, To fill the space between your ears, Just holding place, Not losing face in all this fear, Familiar taste, Sharp and bitter, All too clear.
Taking a backseat, One with the concrete, Bittersweet heartbeat, You take it for granted, Can't eat, don't sleep, Wasting on the scrap heap, Bittersweet heartbeat, You take it for granted.
No, I'm not alone, Made this a home, Dragged with the undertow, Rest in the deep below, Take what you're owed, Make no mistakes, In the weakness you show.
Taking a backseat, One with the concrete, Bittersweet heartbeat, You take it for granted, Can't eat, don't sleep, Wasting on the scrap heap, Bittersweet heartbeat, You take it for granted.
Never been so low, Never been so low, Never been so low.
Taking a backseat, One with the concrete, Bittersweet heartbeat, You take it for granted, Can't eat, don't sleep, Wasting on the scrap heap, Bittersweet heartbeat, You take it for granted.
Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in ...Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in pulsing layers and emotive, reflective harmonies. Propulsive beats join, layering with tambourine, expansive, fuzzy guitars and bright, positive synth topline. Moves through minimal bridges to become rousing and determined with distorted guitars, building to a dreamy finale. Positive and motivating psych rock.
Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in ...Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in pulsing layers and emotive, reflective harmonies. Propulsive beats join, layering with tambourine and expansive, fuzzy guitars. Moves through minimal bridges to become rousing and determined with distorted guitars, building to a dreamy finale. Positive and motivating psych rock. Stripped back underscore version.
Melancholy, sad, powerful. High-pitched overdriven guitar gives a ...Melancholy, sad, powerful. High-pitched overdriven guitar gives a post-rock vibe as morose male vocals sing about suppressing feelings, letting emotions build and approaching the world in a sombre way. Downbeat energy supported by minor chord sequences and emotive guitar. A sense of defeat and emptiness.歌词
Live, laugh die, You block out more than you realise, Cutting ties, Some day You'll have to compromise.
Lucid state, Clarity now compensates, Familiar mistake, Gets worse as you carry the weight.
Lottery hangover, You played, You lost, Now you can say it sober, At no cost.
Broken smile, The rush has been gone a while now, Blood on the tiles, Escalates, gets so hostile.
What a state, No clarity to compensate, Comfortable mistake, Gets worse as you carry the weight.
Lottery hangover, You played, You lost, No you can say it sober, At no cost.
Live, laugh die, You block out more than you realise, Live, laugh die, Some day You'll have to compromise.
Lottery hangover, You played, You lost, No you can say it sober, At no cost.
Melancholy, sad, powerful. High-pitched overdriven guitar gives a ...Melancholy, sad, powerful. High-pitched overdriven guitar gives a post-rock vibe with a power from sturdy drumbeat. Pulsing dirty bass offers strength in a depressing situation. Downbeat energy supported by minor chord sequences and emotive guitar. A sense of defeat and emptiness. Instrumental version.
Melancholy, sad, powerful. High-pitched overdriven guitar gives a ...Melancholy, sad, powerful. High-pitched overdriven guitar gives a post-rock vibe with a power from sturdy drumbeat. Pulsing dirty bass offers strength in a depressing situation. Downbeat energy supported by minor chord sequences and emotive guitar. A sense of defeat and emptiness. Stripped back underscore version.
Evil, epic, rough. Chugging synth bass joined by echoing vocals about ...Evil, epic, rough. Chugging synth bass joined by echoing vocals about modern society, a spirit of rebelliousness supported by dirty drums and synths, moving into more emotive melodic sequence. Vocals soar above swampy instrumentation along with post-punk guitars with heated solo @ 0'50. Wall of sound from resonant sharp bass and assault of guitars. Classic guitar solo at 02:26 with trills gives a more classic rock energy.歌词
Treading water, disconnect, From the model world you play on, Like a deaf God, Can't hear the firing squads, Wrong day to take the blame on.
Just give em a lie, To play on, Fear is the state, Just give em a lie, To put the blame on, Fear is the state, Control propagates.
Something pulls you further in, Anything to believe, Always in need, part of me.
Treading water, disconnect, From the model world you play on, Like a deaf God, Can't hear the firing squads, Wrong day to take the blame on.
Just give em a lie, To play on, Fear is the state, Just give em a lie, To put the blame on, Fear is the state. Control propagates.
Something pulls you further in, Anything to believe, Always in need, part of me.
Some make a choice, Some take it, Some burn, Some let it go, Some make a choice, Some take it, So tell you what you wanna know.
Tell you what you wanna know, Yeah tell me what you wanna know, What you are, Yeah tell me what you know.
Something pulls you further in, Anything to believe, Always in need, part of me.
Evil, epic, rough. Chugging synth bass joined by dirty drums and ...Evil, epic, rough. Chugging synth bass joined by dirty drums and synths, moving into more emotive melodic sequence at 00:34. Post-punk guitars with heated solo at 00:50. Wall of sound from resonant sharp bass and assault of guitars. Classic guitar solo @ 2'26 with trills gives a more classic rock energy. Instrumental version.
Evil, epic, rough. Chugging synth bass joined by dirty drums and ...Evil, epic, rough. Chugging synth bass joined by dirty drums and synths, moving into more emotive melodic sequence at 00:34. Wall of sound from resonant sharp bass and heavy drums. Stripped back underscore version.
