Song sung in French. 30's. Jazzy, mischievous & loving. Male & female Song sung in French. 30's. Jazzy, mischievous & loving. Male & female singer duet, piano, bassoon & rhythm.歌词
Un reflet de vous dans la vitrineEt mon cœur soudain se ranimeComme au ciné ou dans les magazinesUn reflet de vousVos yeux qui m’entraînentVotre charme de ParisienneVotre silhouette sur la mienneUn reflet de vous,Votre taille fineDéjà je vous imagine...Au volant de votre DauphineEntre Paris et Morzine
Un reflet de vous dans la vitrineEt mon cœur soudain s’illumineDu bout des yeux je vous devineUn sourire de vous,Vos fines moustachesQui se reflètent dans la glaceEt ce bonheur qui me dépasseUn veston croisé,Le regard en coinVotre charme parisienUn reflet de vous, je vous vois sur l’heureFringant sur votre scooter
Un reflet de nousDedans la vitrineLe destin qui se dessineAu volant d’une limousineNous partirons pour la Chine(Adieu, partons pour la Chine)
English translation : UN REFLET DE VOUS
Your réflection in the windowAnd my heart leaps upLike in the movies or in the magazinesYour reflectionYour eyes enchant meYour Parisian charmYour silhouette on mineYour reflectionYour slim waistAlready I imagine you…At the wheel of your DauphineBetween Paris and Morzine Your reflection in the windowAnd my heart suddenly brightensWith a glimpse I make you outYour smileYour fine moustacheReflected in the mirrorAnd the happiness I can but imagineA double-breasted jacketA sidelong glanceYour Parisian charmYour reflection, I see you straight awayA dashing image on your scooter
Your reflectionIn the windowDestiny is drawnAt the wheel of a limousineWe’re off to the China
Song sung in French. 30's & 40's. Funny & bouncy. Male singer, piano, Song sung in French. 30's & 40's. Funny & bouncy. Male singer, piano, fllute & rhythm.歌词
Les jambes des femmesSont des ciseauxElles tranchent la vieEn petits morceauxComme des becs d’oiseaux enivrésVolant au-dessus de la mer Moi j’aime avoir les pieds sur terreRacines au sol et tête en l’airPour contempler le ciel d’azurEt le spectacle de ces fruits murs Les mains des femmesDes papillonsElles parlent et jouentCaressent aussiElles sont des griffes de lionnes sauvagesTiennent la vie Et les hommes aussi Ma chère MadeleineN’est pas comme çaDe ces dix doigts M’étreint le cœurSes belles gambettesSont toujours prêtes Pour une ballade A bicyclette
English translation : Les Jambes des Femmes Ladies’s legs Are scissorsThey cut life upInto little piecesLike beaks of drunken birdsFlying over the sea
Myself, I like having my feet on the groundRooted to the soil and my head in the cloudsTo contemplate the azur skyAnd the spectacle of ripened fruits Ladies’ handsAre butterfliesThey talk and playAnd caress They are the claws of wild lionessesGripping lifeAnd, at the same time, men My dear MadeleineIs that not howThese ten fingersTighten my heartHer beautiful legsAre always
Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Song sung in French from Aristide Bruant. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Singer & accordion.歌词
Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre,
Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle,
À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle,
Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait pas connu son père, Elle avait plus de mère, Et depuis 1900,A’ demeurait chez sa vieille aïeule Où qu'à s'élevait comme ça, toute seule, Rue Saint-Vincent. À travaillait déjà pour vivre Et les soirs de givre, Dans le froid noir et glaçant, Son petit fichu sur les épaules, À rentrait par la rue des Saules, Rue Saint-Vincent.
Elle voyait dans les nuit gelées, La nappe étoilée, Et la lune en croissant Qui brillait, blanche et fatidique Sur la petite croix de la basilique, Rue Saint-Vincent. L'été, par les chauds crépuscules, A rencontré Jules, Qu'était si caressant, Qu'à restait la soirée entière, Avec lui près du vieux cimetière, Rue Saint-Vincent. Et je petit Jules était de la tierce Qui soutient la gerce, Aussi l'adolescent, Voyant qu'elle marchait pantre, D'un coup de surin lui troua le ventre, Rue Saint-Vincent. Quand ils l'ont couché sur la planche, Elle était toute blanche, Même qu'en l'ensevelissant, Les croque-morts disaient que la pauvre gosse Était crevé le soir de sa noce, Rue Saint-Vincent. Elle avait sous sa toque de martre,
Sur la butte Montmartre, Un petit air innocent. On l'appelait rose, elle était belle, À sentait bon la fleur nouvelle, Rue Saint-Vincent.
English translation : RUE SAINT VINCENT She had not known her fatherHer mother was goneAnd since 1900She lived in her old grandma’ s houseWhere she took care of herself She was already working for livingAnd on frosty evenings In the black freezing coldHer little shawl aroun her shouldersShe came home by the rue des SaulesRue Saint-Vincent. In these frozen nightsShe saw the curtain of the starsAnd the crescent moonShining white and fatefulOn the little croce of the basilicaRue Saint-Vincent. By the warm summer twilightShe would meet Jules,Who was so tenderShe would stay all evening longWith him near the old cemeteryRue Saint-Vincent. And the young Jules was a good-for-nothingPimping the girlsWhen this kidSaw she was not playing the gameHe stabbed her in the stomachRue Saint-Vincent. When they laid her outShe was all white.The undertakers burying herSaid that the poor childCroaked on her wedding day
Beneath her marten hatOn the Butte Montmartre,She had an innocent little air.She was called Rose, she was beautifulWith a scent like a young flowerRue Saint-Vincent.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Instrumental version, no voice. France. End of the 19th century. Dramatic & moving. Solo accordion.
Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. Song sung in French. Historical song. First World War.1917. Dramatic. Male singer & accordion.歌词
Quand au bout d'huit jours, le r'pos terminé, On va r'prendre les tranchées, Notre place est si utile Que sans nous on prend la pile. Mais c'est bien fini, on en a assez, Personn' ne veut plus marcher, Et le cœur bien gros, comm' dans un sanglot On dit adieu aux civ'lots. Même sans tambour, même sans trompette, On s'en va là-haut en baissant la tête. Adieu la vie, adieu l'amour, Adieu toutes les femmes. C'est bien fini, c'est pour toujours, De cette guerre infâme. C'est à Craonne, sur le plateau, Qu'on doit laisser sa peau Car nous sommes tous condamnés Nous sommes les sacrifiés !Huit jours de tranchées, huit jours de souffrance, Pourtant on a l'espérance Que ce soir viendra la r'lève Que nous attendons sans trêve. Soudain, dans la nuit et dans le silence, On voit quelqu'un qui s'avance, C'est un officier de chasseurs à pied, Qui vient pour nous remplacer. Doucement dans l'ombre, sous la pluie qui tombe Les petits chasseurs vont chercher leurs tombes.
English translation : Craonne Song When at the end of a week's leaveWe go back to the trenches, Our place there is so usefulThat without us we'd get a thrashing.But now it’s finished we've had enoughNobody wants to march anymore.And with hearts downcast with sobs,We're saying good-bye to the civilians, Even without drum or trumpetWe're heading up there with lowered heads. Good-bye to life, good-bye to love, Good-bye to all you women, It's finished, and foreverwe've had it for good with this awful war.It's in Craonne up on the plateau That we're leaving our skins,'Cause we've all been sentenced to die. We're the ones that they're sacrificing A week in the trenches, a week of suffering, And yet we still have hopeThat tonight the relief will come That we keep waiting for.Suddenly in the silent night We hear someone approachIt's an infantry officer Who's coming to take over from us. Quietly in the shadows as the rain fallsThe poor soldiers go in search of their graves Those who’ve got the dough, they will come back'Cause it's for them that we're dying. Now it’s finished, 'cause all us poor soldiers Are going to go on strike. It'll be your turn, fat cats, To go up onto the plateau. And if you want war, Then pay for it with your own skins. On the grand boulevards it's hard to watch All the fat cats whooping it up For them life is good But for us it's not the same Instead of hiding, all these shirkers Would do better by going up to the trenches To defend what they have, because we have nothing All of us poor wretches All our comrades are buried there Defending the wealth of these gentlemen here
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World Instrumental version, no voice. France. Historic song. First World War 1917. Nostalgic. Solo accordion.
Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar riffs and bright, 80's synths are joined by soulful and confident male vocals. Inspiring and energetic pop with euphoric, summery choruses to get you dancing.歌词
Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar Uplifting, positive, fun. Stomping drums with cool electric guitar riffs and bright, 80's synths. Inspiring and energetic pop with euphoric, summery choruses to get you dancing.
Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male Electro pop. Solar, catchy & lively. Electric guitar, synth, male singer & rhythm.歌词
As i dreamed to stop the fog I was standing in the dark Looking back at you But i couldn't see through the fog Sun was in my face And i was in the stars Looking down at you But you were way too far Far away Hey Alright Can get some Thats right All night baby i got everything weighing on me Don't you ever say I don't believe in anything You'll see Its alright to leave we got anything holding on meWe can always disappear All i could be is anything Well see Far away Step through the night Know that I've got you... These in the skies, dreams really come true... Step through the night Know that I've got you... Its better to know to fall in free Its better to know to fall in free
Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into heavy slow beat with chugging bass. Male vocals deliver passionate ode to a lover in a final farewell, a tearjerking moment seen through a glittery pop style. High-pitched vocals give an emotive vibe, backed by tenacious R&B-coded electronica.歌词
I’m not gonna waste my time, There’s nothing else left to say, I’m finally moving on, This is our last goodbye.
I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you.
Your words are sweet, But I still taste the lies, And I got the receipts, The truth hurts, but it’s all right.
I burned all of your T-shirts, Ripped your pictures off the wall, I cried out, all my tears, I feel better that you’re gone.
I’m not gonna waste my time, There’s nothing else left to say, I’m finally moving on, This is our last goodbye.
I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you.
Aint no turning back, Turning back, Turning back.
It’s time to say goodbye, Say goodbye, Say goodbye.
I should have ignored the red flags, But I, can’t play the game, Now I’m so glad we’re over it, And I learned from my mistakes.
I don’t wanna waste my time, There’s nothing else left to say, I’m finally moving on, This is our last goodbye.
I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you, I’m better off, I’m better off without you.
Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into heavy slow beat with chugging bass. A sense of emotion from bass melody and euphoria. Tenacious R&B-coded electronica. Instrumental version.
Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into Emotive, passionate, popular. Euphoric sidechained melodies fall into heavy slow beat with chugging bass. A sense of emotion from bass melody and euphoria. Tenacious R&B-coded electronica. Stripped back underscore version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style with rapid hand drums diving into rock instrumentation. Male vocals rise with passion and a mysterious persona. Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Passionate vocals offer tinges of grief and heartbreak. Hypnotic solo @ 1'40 gives a crazed energy.歌词
Ilgıt ılgıt esen seher yelleri, Doğru gelir doğru gider mi yâr yâr, Hakkın emri ile çürüyen canlar, Verdiği ikrarda durur mu yâr yâr.
Pazarlık mı olur adil dükkanda, Meylim muhabbetim kaldı insanda, Bu divan olmazsa ulu divanda, Dost benim sualim verir mi yâr yâr.
Pir Sultan Abdal‟ım kalbi zâr olan, Döner mi sözünden gerçek er olan, Senin gibi ahdı sadık yâr olan, Verdiği ikrardan döner mi yâr yâr.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky riff gives an Arabic style with rapid hand drums diving into rock instrumentation. Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Hypnotic solo @ 1'40 gives a crazed energy. Instrumental version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to distorted Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to distorted guitar stabs Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Bed version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to rock bassline Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Hand drums give way to rock bassline and fast-paced drumming. Rock style offers a modern energy, a Turkish city, with cars and billboards. Bed sparse version.
Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky detuned riff gives an Arabic Upbeat, adventurous, determined. Spiky detuned riff gives an Arabic style with bass inspiring a rock energy. A trippy energy from effected guitars and minor chords. Stripped back underscore version.
Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, instrumentation builds to provide a strong and hearty backing. Strings lifting major chords into large burst of drums @ 0'41. Power chords and large drumming gives epic indie rock feeling. Uplifting and strong. Male vocals sing about the unknown and taking to life with intensity and a lust for positivity, buoyed by adrenaline and spirit. Break @ 3'00 gives opportunity for second large build-up, explosive hopefulness.歌词
Neon signs, electric souls, We’re lighting up the dark, Filling up the streets, It’s like the heavens opened up, Don’t know where to go, Or where the hell we are, Never understood the purpose of it all.
You’ve got that crazy look again, You seem different somehow, Whatever’s on your mind, It’s hard to figure out, I feel a little mesmerized, Right under your spell, Whatever lies ahead, Is out of my control.
But it led me here, It's all starting to unfold, You led me here, Like taking blood from stone, It led me here.
Hey, you’ve got me feeling, Like a bullet in the sky, What a time to be alive! Hey, you’ve got me believing, I’ve never been the one before, But it’s right before my eyes.
Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, instrumentation builds to provide a strong and hearty backing. Strings lifting major chords into large burst of drums @ 0'41. Power chords and large drumming gives epic indie rock feeling. Uplifting and strong. Break @ 3'00 gives opportunity for second large build-up, explosive hopefulness. Instrumental version.
Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, Bright, powerful, anthemic. Guitar plays out a relaxed rock riff, instrumentation builds to provide a strong and hearty backing. Strings lifting major chords. Uplifting and strong. Break @ 3'00 gives opportunity for second large build-up, explosive hopefulness. Stripped back underscore version.
Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock energy, fuzzy male vocals give a sense of dirt. Lyrics about breaking things and a burning feeling in one's soul. An unspeakable passion. A ruthless energy from heavy drums and raucous guitar. Triumph through the rough parts of existence through a strength and tenacity.歌词
Can you hear me? I'm running on empty, into the wild, Fire beneath my feet, there's a home not far from reach, Are we foolish, For breaking it down when there's no one around? Silence at its peak, the whole world's listening.
There’s a burning in my soul, Like we’ve been here once before, I can feel it in my bones.
When we rise, I see the fire in your eyes, Burning through me like the sun, Got that devil by your side, Come alive, you're no failure by design, When you think you’ve jumped the gun, Are you ready when we rise?
Inner motion, tearing me up in my own head, It's gotten under my skin, tripping me up once again, I'm not broken, I'm wearing you down piece by piece, Playing with your faith—there’s a sudden twist of fate.
Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock energy. A ruthless energy from heavy drums and raucous sharp guitar. Triumph through the rough parts of existence through strength and tenacity. An anti-hero energy. Instrumental version.
Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock Dirty, pained, fiery. Overdriven guitars give an emo-coded rock energy. A ruthless energy from heavy drums and raucous sharp guitar. Triumph through the rough parts of existence through strength and tenacity. An anti-hero energy. Stripped back underscore version.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer a rebellious rock energy. Male vocals sail on fast-paced rhythm breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Jangly bass @ 2'13 is joined by rousing voices. Explosive passion.歌词
You can run the distance, You're the apple of my eye, Build up resistance like a desert running dry, Holding onto business, it might be the last time, I swear to God that you would make angels cry.
You're the voice of reason, I'm the compromise, And all you need to know is, You’re a hero in my eyes, You're the face I see when, I'm blinded by the light, I just want you to know that, You’re a hero in my eyes.
Uh oh, we're back here once again, We must've missed the turn, I start to backpedal my head, But nothing seems to work, Who’s there knocking on my door, Rattling my cage? Wish I could see right through the walls, I guess I'll have to wait.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and big drums offer a rebellious rock energy. Breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Jangly bass @ 2'13 is joined by rousing voices. Explosive passion. Instrumental version.
Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and jangly bass Hardcore, driven, rough. Chunky overdriven guitar and jangly bass offer a rebellious rock energy. Breaking into emo-rock breakthrough with slick solo. An impassioned person displaying commitment and devotion through powerful rock energy. Explosive passion. Stripped back underscore version.
Emotive, wholesome, spirited. Low soft rock instrumentation gives Emotive, wholesome, spirited. Low soft rock instrumentation gives support male vocals about struggling, returning to a loved one. Chord sequence gives a sense of spirit. Rising vocal melodies in a 90s grunge rock style. A gothic black and white scene involving two loved ones, an undying love.歌词
Here we lie, absent again, Righteous, afraid this will end, We’re down in the mud, we’re gasping for air out here, Hope, I’ve been knocking a while—are you there? I’m starting to feel worse for wear, right here by your door, Where have you gone, my friend?
For better or worse, you can’t tear us apart, ‘Cause I won’t let go—you’re all that I’ve got, I found my way here.
We counted days for this moment in time, We prepared for the fight of our lives, Overwhelmed, ‘cause you made this all worth waiting for, I don’t feel anything without you here, I don’t feel like anyone without you here.
Love wasn’t holding us back—it was fear, Let it slip through the cracks and disappear, We never looked back; we buried our hearts in vain, Hope seemed so distant and so far away, Then you came along, and it changed.
For better or worse, you can’t tear us apart, ‘Cause I won’t let go—you’re all that I’ve got, I found my way home.
We counted days for this moment in time, We prepared for the fight of our lives, Overwhelmed, ‘cause you made this all worth waiting for, I don’t feel anything without you here, I don’t feel like anyone unless you’re here.
Emotive, wholesome, spirited. Low soft rock instrumentation with Emotive, wholesome, spirited. Low soft rock instrumentation with strings and acoustic guitars set out a rough but warm tone. Chord sequence gives a sense of spirit. 90s rock style with power chords and big drums. A gothic black and white scene involving two loved ones, an undying love. Instrumental version.
Emotive, wholesome, spirited. Low soft rock instrumentation with Emotive, wholesome, spirited. Low soft rock instrumentation with strings and acoustic guitars set out a rough but warm tone. Chord sequence gives a sense of spirit. 90s rock style with power chords and big drums. A gothic black and white scene involving two loved ones, an undying love. Stripped back underscore version.
Rebellious, determined, powerful. Sharp power chords flash out in a Rebellious, determined, powerful. Sharp power chords flash out in a frantic grunge rock style, clearing out for theatrical male vocals with lyrics about staying isolated, ready to explode with energy and feeling. Launch into big chorus @ 0'45. Powerful emotive chords in heavy rock style offers a sense of unkempt and unrestrained passion, quiet contrasting moment @ 2'48.歌词
I've been getting under my own skin, Playing out what could've been (again), Nothing seems to heal, I've been hanging by a thread, Keeping myself to myself, my friend, Solace is all I need.
Tell me I’m not dreaming, I can’t believe my eyes.
I'll give you my existence, Here with open arms, Give you everything you need to, Guide you through the dark, ‘Cause we're in despair, Wherever you are, You'll be my superhero.
I've been saving myself for the end, Building up my inner strength, you know, But will it be enough this time? This time, everything is changing, This time, we ain't hesitating, To try is an understatement, and I'm not giving up.
Giving you all you need, Bringing you down with me, Taking a hold on me, Giving me all I need.
Rebellious, determined, powerful. Sharp power chords flash out in a Rebellious, determined, powerful. Sharp power chords flash out in a frantic grunge rock style with chugging guitar. Launch into big chorus @ 0'45. Powerful emotive chords in heavy rock style offer a sense of unkempt and unrestrained passion, shown in 02:45 quiet contrasting moment. Instrumental version.
Rebellious, determined, powerful. Loose bass tone accompanies heavy Rebellious, determined, powerful. Loose bass tone accompanies heavy drumming. Powerful emotive notes from bass give a sense of unkempt emotion along with big drums. Stripped back underscore version.
Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a grunge-inspired rock style along with drums battering out a determined and dirty sonic narrative. Male vocals with lyrics about finding the fire of life again, a ruthless person getting back to their fighting best with shouted vocals and self-assured lines. Determination in a rough rock energy.歌词
I had fire in my veins, These days I'm all washed out, Need to find my way back, That’s a promise to keep, Without a shadow of doubt, It's like pulling teeth, And the way you look at me, A diamond in the rough, You play cool, I play tough, You ain't fooling about.
Save your breath, Go clean your own mess, I bet you love to hate, but there's no time to waste, I gotta free myself, So I pull myself from the wreckage, And I push myself to the limits, You know I'm feeling quite invincible, As I'm breaking through these walls.
Hey, we're over halfway there, Don't need no medicine, 'Cause we can go for miles, You better keep running, keep running, get out of my way, This danger, I want it — what else can I say? This feeling, can't beat it, so just let it win, WE LOVE IT, WE LOVE… ADRENALINE.
Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive distorted guitar notes fly out in a grunge-inspired rock style along with drums battering out a determined and dirty sonic narrative. A ruthless person getting back to their fighting best. Determination in a rough rock energy. Instrumental version.
Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive drums with dynamic bass following Boisterous, rough, bad. Explosive drums with dynamic bass following along giving a dirty but soulful energy with organ chords. Drums hit hard in a rough rock energy, conveying determination and ruthlessness. Stripped back underscore version.
Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but tough rock power chords and notes. Male vocals about a return to supremacy in a rough world where everyone is out for themselves. Emo rock catharsis @ 0'30 with emotive male vocals and wistful lead guitar. A hero or anti-hero struggling against the weight of the world with love and ruthless aggression driving them.歌词
Na na na na na na na na.
Gonna run this town again, Gonna retain my liberty, Look on your face ain’t that innocent, But if looks could kill, then I’d soon be dead,
Na na na na na na na na.
Gonna drown myself in sin, Giving up before I begin, Holding fort, won’t let you in, But you always find a way in me now.
I’m falling for your own self-esteem, Let chaos bring us back, To what we had, what we believed, We’re too far gone, we’re hopelessly adrift, Let chaos bring us back now, To what we had, just you and me.
We try to fight before we break, And there’s so much to figure out, Spent our days being too afraid, Of what the future holds, We try to fight before we wake up, So much to dream about, Too many days of being afraid, Where is my future now?
Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but tough rock power chords and notes. Emo rock catharsis @ 0'30 with wistful lead guitar. A hero or anti-hero struggling against the weight of the world with love and ruthless aggression driving them. Instrumental version.
Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but Defiant, youthful, dramatic. Rolling drums launch into emotive but tough rock power chords and notes. Emo rock catharsis @ 0'30 with wistful lead guitar. A hero or anti-hero struggling against the weight of the world with love and ruthless aggression driving them. Stripped back underscore version.
Powerful, emotional, tenacious. Duelling guitars fire out over rough Powerful, emotional, tenacious. Duelling guitars fire out over rough power chords in a metal-inspired rock style. A sense of perseverance. Male vocals offer a sense of emotion amid powerful theatrical rock. Lyrics about a group of people taking to life with defiance, searching through the dark of night. Big and pacy drumbeat gives a sense of powerful yearning.歌词
You’ve got the world under control, Just say the words, we fit the mold, Your certainty just gives us doubt, We built ourselves on borrowed time, Slid past warning signs, Like we’ve never been before.
We don’t look back, We just close our eyes, Don’t overthink it, we just let go, And wait for the sun to rise.
The weight of silence starts to speak, A quiet war, a slow defeat, You swore you’d never let us fall, You count the faces, name the ghosts, Rewrite the past but hold it close, You can’t erase my memory.
Always on my mind, Racing to the finish line, You got me through the darkest nights, When hope was wearing thin, Took a chance, took a hit, we played our games, What a mess, every miss, we made mistakes, But we’d do it all again, ‘Cause we practice what we preach.
Powerful, emotional, tenacious. Duelling guitars fire out over rough Powerful, emotional, tenacious. Duelling guitars fire out over rough power chords in a metal-inspired rock style. A sense of perseverance. Big and pacy drumbeat gives a sense of powerful yearning. Instrumental version.
Powerful, emotional, tenacious. Power chords rock over a Powerful, emotional, tenacious. Power chords rock over a metal-inspired drums, chugging texture offering a sense of dirt and spirit. A sense of perseverance. Big and pacy drumbeat gives a sense of powerful yearning. Stripped back underscore version.
Theatrical, sneaky, fiery. Humming rises into big chugging rock Theatrical, sneaky, fiery. Humming rises into big chugging rock chords. Performative male vocals approach someone with a sense of curiosity and determination, lyrics about secrets. Exploding into chorus @ 1'00. Skipping rhythm in power chords and lyrics gives a playful feeling among the strong rock energy. Screeching notes soar over the sludgy guitar. Dynamic instrumentation with quieter moments.歌词
You want answers, you need advice, What can I tell you? It caught me by surprise, Your friends, they’re masters of disguise, Buried secrets—a testament to time.
A moment gone so fast, Feels like we're under attack, This broken artifact is giving me new light.
It’s like we’re destined to come out of this unscathed, And in the worst case, we’ll get out before we break, 'Cause I'm a skeptic, avoiding the risk, And you’re the dreamer, always the optimist, The ground is shifting under our feet, But we keep moving, never miss a beat.
Hey—so what are you waiting for? It’s the calm before the storm, and we’ve got nothing to lose, There’s no turning back, you know we’ve come so far, And now we’ve got nothing to lose.
Theatrical, sneaky, fiery. Humming rises into big chugging rock Theatrical, sneaky, fiery. Humming rises into big chugging rock chords. Exploding into chorus @ 1'00. Skipping rhythm in power chords gives a playful feeling among the strong rock energy. Screeching notes soar over the sludgy guitar. Dynamic instrumentation with quieter moments. Instrumental version.
Theatrical, sneaky, fiery. Humming rises into big bass notes. Theatrical, sneaky, fiery. Humming rises into big bass notes. Skipping rhythm in power chords gives a playful feeling among the strong rock energy. Screeching notes soar over the sludgy guitar. Dynamic instrumentation with quieter moments. Stripped back underscore version.
