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From Retrolust's 1st album, "Bad Reception", available on i-tunes.
Poppy beat, thick synths (say that 3 times fast), and "killer" lyrics.
Poppy beat, thick synths (say that 3 times fast), and "killer" lyrics.
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Lyrics
Empty and Against the World
Retrolust: Bad Reception
© 2007 Nethertune Records, All Rights Reserved
My mother sold my heart for a pack of cigarettes
I don't know how to fall apart and I have no regrets
I am a lonely boy but there’s no need for sympathy
Cause there is nothing in this world that I would rather be
I wasn’t like the other girls and boys
‘Cause my head was filled with fantasies
Wrought with violent tendencies
I tried to hurt them while they played with their toys
But to me it was a killing spree
They wonder what was wrong with me
My father’s belt left an impression that I won’t forget
Some people say that I am living in his silhouette
But it’s not the anger that found a home inside my chest,
It’s the apathy that’s built up like a bulletproof vest
I spent my first date squirming in the back seat
Cause my head was filled with fantasies
Of Sexual activity
Slipped her a pill as I unzipped my deceit
But don’t blame it on society
The E.M.P.T.Y. in me
Here I am,
Empty and against the world
I couldn’t focus my attention on the company
To busy borrowing our customers identities
No guilty conscience ‘cause I’m the son of tragedy
I wear my crown of hate and lies for all the world to see
I smiled at grandpa in the hospital bed / room
‘Cause my head was filled with fantasies
Of turning off his air machine
I flipped the switch to feed the hate that consumes
Cursing him between my teeth
Watching him attempt to breath
There used to be two sides of me at war,
I reflect on memories as I pass each floor,
I'm staring at a monster in these metal doors
But I've come to terms with what I was put here for
Washing both of my hands
Of the thing that I am
Watching over my lambs
As the king of the damned
Retrolust: Bad Reception
© 2007 Nethertune Records, All Rights Reserved
My mother sold my heart for a pack of cigarettes
I don't know how to fall apart and I have no regrets
I am a lonely boy but there’s no need for sympathy
Cause there is nothing in this world that I would rather be
I wasn’t like the other girls and boys
‘Cause my head was filled with fantasies
Wrought with violent tendencies
I tried to hurt them while they played with their toys
But to me it was a killing spree
They wonder what was wrong with me
My father’s belt left an impression that I won’t forget
Some people say that I am living in his silhouette
But it’s not the anger that found a home inside my chest,
It’s the apathy that’s built up like a bulletproof vest
I spent my first date squirming in the back seat
Cause my head was filled with fantasies
Of Sexual activity
Slipped her a pill as I unzipped my deceit
But don’t blame it on society
The E.M.P.T.Y. in me
Here I am,
Empty and against the world
I couldn’t focus my attention on the company
To busy borrowing our customers identities
No guilty conscience ‘cause I’m the son of tragedy
I wear my crown of hate and lies for all the world to see
I smiled at grandpa in the hospital bed / room
‘Cause my head was filled with fantasies
Of turning off his air machine
I flipped the switch to feed the hate that consumes
Cursing him between my teeth
Watching him attempt to breath
There used to be two sides of me at war,
I reflect on memories as I pass each floor,
I'm staring at a monster in these metal doors
But I've come to terms with what I was put here for
Washing both of my hands
Of the thing that I am
Watching over my lambs
As the king of the damned
Godchaser
Very fine production and song writing.Excellent vocal and synth work.Your vibe,style and sound elements reminds me of a lot of 80's music.Very well done and much enjoyed.
Blessings,