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Antolini's Fall Theory
03:34
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Anxiety, Anxiety
You take away the best of me
Anxiety, Anxiety
There’s nothing left for me to be
I don’t need you to say that I have potential
I’m an imperfect thing, well maybe that’s essential
For you to know!
Restless days and sleepless nights
Tired of people and worthless fights
If everyone is climbing so high
Why should I fall?
Never ending fucked up shit, it’s an endless cycle
Trying to fit in, get schooled, get married, get a job, be a man
I choose the misfit thing!
Restless days and sleepless nights
Tired of people and worthless fights
If everyone is climbing so high
Why should I fall?
Expectations are useless, rejected from heaven, stay in hell
Self esteem? don’t know what you mean, just pray for yourself…
And she said!
Everything’s gonna be okay
It temporary hurts
Everything’s gonna be fine
Just temporary wounds
Everything will be alright
It leaves permanent scars…
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2. |
Seeonee
04:27
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By the river
Where my ache is dead
Through the silence
She's staring at the edge
The only way that I could find
Was the one that breaks my lungs
I still miss you, where are you dad?
I'm the last thing that you'll remember
Open nights stroke my neck
When rain starts to crystallize
And my brothers
Made of tears and flesh
Naive letters,
Were the things I left
No, maybe I'm not alright
Revolution covers me
Fuck this place,
I don't wanna get lost in me
A dying mom, a sick young faith
Bring me Summers to keep me alive
A thousand clever words in opposite directions, you had to drop the bomb, who you think you are?
And when you change the channel you'll find out what you started on every little frame, on every child smile
I've struck a crimson match every day since your departure, waiting for your coming, waiting at the shore
I don’t wanna say goodbye, I don’t wanna say goodbye, I just wanna to ignite and fly away to you...
(There’s no way back home, there's no way back home...)
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Cowabunga, Dudes!
01:27
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I’m sick of it, so full of filth
Pretend to reach the biggest dreams
No one around has sympathy
For all I work and all I think
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
You live for this
Stab my back and I won’t bleed at all
So who are you to put yourself in the first place?
We’re all fucked up and no one cares at…
ALL!!!!
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4. |
Mors Aut Gloria
03:57
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He lies on his bed again, thinking about what they said
‘’you’re not going anywhere, life ain’t easy’’
Just drop dead!
Doesn’t care if it’s wrong or right or if it’s too late
He will wait ‘til the moment comes so he’ll have the chance
Will I choose my death or glory?
(Will) I take a step to write my story?
Will I be the one who make things clear?
We’ll be driving on our van to Barcelona sunrise
Barcelona sunrise!
All the birds around his head fly like vultures plummeting
Dreams are higher than a roof because his hopes are ‘anchorproof’
His old friends have gone away so he feels the weight
Of the world on his shoulders every time he walks alone
Will I choose my death or glory?
(Will) I take a step to write my story?
Will I be the one who make things clear?
We’ll be flying from our town to California sunrise
California sunrise!
JUST.DROP.DEAD!
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There’s a hole in my chest that is deeper than the rest
of all the holes you could use to fuck me (haha!)
And I swear I’m the best of the worst nervous wrecks
you’ll ever meet in this whole story
And I will sing the chorus to this song and you will
Fuck it up just singing out of tune, but we don’t care
We understand you guys are drunk
We’re sending our love from the well
Sometimes life could be more difficult than writing something
But you’re my inspiration for this song
It’s hard to fill the blanks to all the lyrics that I wrote but
With you by my side it’s possible
And through the fire and rain,
We know this won’t be the same
Without your deep breath inside our veins
We lost our voice in the void, your constellation of noise
Is keeping alive our whole story
And I will sing the chorus to this song and you will
Fuck it up just singing out of tune, but we don’t care
We understand you guys are drunk
We’re sending our love from the well
Sometimes life could be more difficult than writing something
But you’re my inspiration for this song
It’s hard to fill the blanks to all the lyrics that I wrote but
With you by my side it’s possible
Cause we’re all sad, we’re about to cry, we’re about to party
We’re all fucked up, it’s always hard but we never quit!
Me and my friends what a bummer
Me and my friends, it’s such a bummer
(Me and my friends, me and my friends, me and my friends...)
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Lostboi.
03:53
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Tell me secrets through the sound of a melody
Her body was washed up by the rain
So I couldn’t find her
Dear Father, I just can't follow your trail
I blew up every wall where we began,
Shaking my own blurry foundations
The smell of spring starts
Now lies are paper planes
I'm a drowned forest
Burning in a lake
I’m a lost boy, lost boy, enjoying
Our cynical existence
A toy, a toy, in the box
Where you just keep your past tense
Hardly torn apart under withered willows
The hounds still call my name at dawn
I hear them crying
Same old faces, faking pleasures, don't you see?
The flood only brought her mute illness, without any confession
I've started growing branches,
I hope to bloom against…
The seasons
You all left for me
I’m a lost boy, lost boy, enjoying
Our cynical existence
A toy, a toy, in the box
Where you just keep your past tense
Hardly torn apart under withered willows
The hounds still call my name at dawn
I hear them crying
There’s no way back home...
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7. |
Sewing Box
04:11
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I found myself in the constant spinning wheel that weaves the decline that’s my life
Hanging by a thread, wishing I could
Take a deep breath and get back to the start
Just to put all my shit back together for once
But I’m no fucking tailor
I’ve got no bigger plans for me
Than rotting from inside my mind
The 100% says I’m so pathetic
I could fix my life, but instead I let it
Burn down, break down and get fucked up
Every little minute that I look back
I see all the scars I’ve got
Maybe I just need to relapse
(Will I ever learn?)
And I know I’m just a train wreck on the verge of self destruction, but even if I’m dirt I could grow some flowers on me, I am death, I am life, I am circumstances, I am everything, I’m a universe!
But I’m no fucking tailor
I’ve got no bigger plans for me
Than rotting from inside my mind
The 100% says I’m so pathetic
I could fix my life, but instead I let it
Burn down, break down and get fucked up
Every little minute that I look back
I see all the scars I’ve got
Maybe I just need to relapse
(Will I ever learn?)
Another year and I’m still giving up
To what people want me to be
I chase a ghost around the funeral
Of every advice you gave
And I won’t let the clock consume me
In self-pity and pain
I’ll find my way, I’ll take my path, don’t feel hopeless ever again!
I'LL STAY TRUE TO MYSELF IN THE END.
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High Fidelity Madrid, Spain
A band from Madrid.
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High Fidelity is:
Bass & Vocals: Diego Soriano
Guitar & Vocals: Pete Vivas
Drums: Sergi Díaz
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