1. |
Feeling Grey
03:26
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I woke up again thinking if I’m ready to
Live this all until the end
I seem just fine
But my wardrobe is full of masks and fake smiles
“You should improve your attitude”
But I don’t give a fuck about it
Stop telling me what I should do
Because you don’t know who I am
Why don’t you stop complaining
‘bout everything I say?
Because not everybody wants to change
If you think about that
But the phone is ringing
The world is calling
And someone’s throwing pebbles at my window
Let me be, my life is mine
I don’t wanna be on time
Just stay in bed until I die
I like the dark circles under my eyes
They say they’re old-fashioned, but I think they’re alright
Don’t wanna go sunbathing, my fair skin is okay
I couldn’t be tanned because I always feel grey
I’ll close my eyes, my room will collapse
I will be buried, but I don’t give a fuck
I’ve corked it up, I don’t need your help
A sanitarium room can’t be so bad
Why don’t you stop complaining
‘bout everything I say?
Because not everybody wants to change
If you think about that
But the phone is ringing
The world is calling
And someone’s throwing pebbles at my window
Let me be, my life is mine
I don’t wanna be on time
Just stay in bed until I die
I wish my bed was a black hole
In which I could fall and stay alone
Like a spaceman I touch the stars
I’m feeling grey to the core
I should improve my attitude
But I don’t give a fuck about it
Stop telling me what I should do
Because you don’t know who I am
Why don’t you stop complaining
‘bout everything I say?
Because not everybody wants to change
If you think about that
But the phone is ringing
The world is calling
And someone’s throwing pebbles at my window
Let me be, my life is mine
I don’t wanna be on time
Just stay in bed until I die
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2. |
Di*k Jockey
02:51
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Saturday night party
Something wrong is going on
Someone’s standing on the stage
And I don’t know what he’s doing at all
Can’t help asking myself
How you dare to say to me
Your shit’s a change for the better
You, fucker
Why don’t you choke yourself to death with
Those big headphones ‘round your neck?
Why don’t you take a walk in hell
Without never coming back?
Just keep pushing all those buttons
I don’t know how you can live with yourself
There’s a place for you in hell
So stay there and don’t come back
You say punk is dead, we must accept it
We keep banging away above your bullshit
What if I bang your head or bang your ass up?
I’ll cause a big, big bang to shut your fuck up
Drown yourself into that faggot cocktail
I wish those ice cubes obstructed your throat
When you listen to this song
Our screaming voices will make you fall
Can’t help asking myself
How you dare to say to me
Your shit’s a change for the better
You, fucker
Why don’t you choke yourself to death with
Those big headphones ‘round your neck?
Why don’t you take a walk in hell
Without never coming back?
Just keep pushing all those buttons
I don’t know how you can live with yourself
I will send you down to hell
And God will descend to shake my hand
How can you say you’re playing live
If your best friend is a pen drive?
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3. |
Nails
03:06
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I will call you in the middle of the night
You will answer me in a low voice
And then I’ll ask you to please come outside
‘Cause I won’t be there just to pass by
Jump in my car and we’ll leave this town
Your perfume surrounds me when you’re not around
We’ll scream along with “Blush” and with “TPATP”
I just want you to be proud of me
You’re damned beautiful tonight
But I crave your soul
More than I crave your body
I’ll take you to the seaside
I’ll dive into your eyes
And I want to lose myself
In the abysses of your mind
I’ll take you to the seaside
You make me feel alive
Run away with me tonight
And I will be your favourite drug
The sky will cradle us until we fall asleep
We’ll lose ourselves in talking ‘bout our dreams
I’ll take you to the seaside
I’ll dive into your eyes
And I want to lose myself
In the abysses of your mind
I’ll take you to the seaside
You make me feel alive
Run away with me tonight
And I will be your favourite drug
Let’s go!
I want you to hold my hand
Through my trivial existence
The distance hurts, but helps me wait for you
Your nails scraping my back make me feel alive
I see no one by my side, but you
I’ll take you to the seaside
I’ll dive into your eyes
And I want to lose myself
In the abysses of your mind
I’ll take you to the seaside
You make me feel alive
Run away with me tonight
And I will be your favourite drug
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4. |
Shit Happens
02:42
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Shit happens around me
I started drawing back from the world
I’m worn out by disgust
It’s not worth putting effort into life
If you’re dying inside
I am better off alone
My time is flowing away
Will tomorrow be different from today?
I hate you all
Please, don’t talk to me
My ears are bleeding
I won’t go back
To the place I’m running from
I’ve made up my mind
Shit happens inside my head
It turns out my life’s a bit of a mess but
She’s the one
She’s like an electrical storm invading my heart
Don’t cry for me
I’ve lost all my beliefs
You’ll rot away
If you get lost into my maze
I won’t go back
To the place I’m running from
I’ve made up my mind
And I won’t look back
On the people I left behind
I won’t waste my time
Don’t cry for me
I’ve lost all my beliefs
You’ll rot away
If you get lost into my maze
I won’t go back
To the place I’m running from
I’ve made up my mind
And I won’t look back
On the people I left behind
I won’t waste my time
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Out In The Rain Saluzzo, Italy
Out In The Rain is an easycore band from Saluzzo, IT.
The band is formed by singer Pietro Comba, guitarists
Francesco Cravero and Giacomo Gramaglia, bassist Raffaele Piesco and drummer Samuele Tassinari; they cite influences like Sum 41, A Day To Remember, Neck Deep and Trophy Eyes.
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