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SELFTITLED

by Sidewalk Surfers

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    TRACKLIST
    1.  Atomic Rain 02:51
    2. Disobey 04:11
    3. So Yeah! 04:16
    4. ADHD 01:53
    5. Antmill 04:19
    6. Unite Uniquely  03:24
    7. 9 To 5 03:06
    8. State Of Euphoria 02:59
    9. Schopenhauer 03:48
    10. Need To Know 02:15
    11. Knock Knock 02:12
    12. Young // Old 02:43

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1.
Atomic Rain 02:50
Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away // Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away // Garden full of apple trees, carrots could be my relief // Childish mind, no wall in sight // A playgrounds way, diminished light // Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away // Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away // Spread so many words, quite not all of worth // Mankind, natural king of pain // God behold for the atomic rain // Mountains build out of sand, chop it down with my bare hand // Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away // Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away // Spread so many words, quite not all of worth // Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away // Waiting for the rain, to wash it all away
2.
Disobey 04:11
Something, there must be something we could appeal // Violence, is it really what you would fear? //
A boot in your neck // Might leave a track // But it will never be a barrier to fight right back //
A boot in your neck // Might leave a track // But it will never be a barrier to fight right back // Excavating, digging, felling // If we do nothing, we’ll regret it // They won’t foot the bill, that’s up to us // That’s up to us // Up to us // The servants of the state will not let you through // Gatekeepers, capital orders, they pursue // What a time to be alive // What a time to be alive // Something, there must be something we could appeal // Violence, is it really what you would fear? //
A boot in your neck // Might leave a track // But it will never be a barrier to fight right back //
A boot in your neck // Might leave a track // But it will never be a barrier to fight right back //
They cut into earth for nothing at all // The invisible hand chokes us, buys time //
We’ve been silent for too long // Been silent for too long // We can ignore it, keep denying //
But the nature is crying, silently sighing // We watch it // Doing nothing // Watch it and doing nothing // Something, there must be something we could appeal // Violence, is it really what you would fear? //
3.
So Yeah! 04:15
Destination doesn’t matter as long the direction fits // This journey is one constants in our lives //
Adjust your expectations there is no wrong or right // But it left behind some scars that we can’t hide // We’ve lost a lot along the way // Turned the night into day // It counts the experience and not the result // We’re getting closer together along the way // We get old when we stop to play //
Oh yeah // The spirit keeps us alive // Oh yeah // The reason for everything we strive //
Oh yeah // The spirit keeps us alive // Oh yeah // The reason for everything we strive //
We appreciate bad times cause they’ve teached us a lot // But in the end we will see what we’ll get // May not a golden future but we had golden times // And we process the experience in these lines // Sometimes we get lost because we chase a ghost // And every step takes us closer to the edge //
And even bad decisions can turn into good // In retrospect things can be better understood //
Oh yeah // The spirit keeps us alive // Oh yeah // The reason for everything we strive //
Oh yeah // The spirit keeps us alive // Oh yeah // The reason for everything we strive
4.
A D H D 01:52
I’m a fool // I’m on my own // I want to hold it back // But can’t control //
I’m gonna roll // And lose control // Can’t fight the will // I just let go //
ADHD ADHD ADHD // What ya doing to me?! // ADHD ADHD ADHD // What ya doing to me?! //
Got no excuse // For unknown force // No one cares for me // Seems like I lost //
Who’s gonna win? // Me or myself? // I can’t hide my thoughts // My mouths too fast //
ADHD ADHD ADHD // Are you annoyed yet?! // ADHD ADHD ADHD // Are you annoyed yet?! //
They give me pills // They call me a clown // They’ll never understand // That I just can’t calm down // They give me pills // They call me a clown // They’ll never understand // That I just can’t calm down // ADHD ADHD ADHD // What ya doing to me?! // ADHD ADHD ADHD // What ya doing to me?!
5.
Antmill 04:18
They fly like moths into the blazing light // Thousands of them side by side //
Just follow the crowd , become a part of the mass // Doing the wrong thing cause it feels right // A vortex is created // We run in circles // And nobody noticed that it’s stuck // That it’s stuck // Like ants we run in a circle of death // A sad monument is what we left //
External controlled by puppet strings // As in the odyssey, we hear the sirens sing //
Tie yourself to the mast of your ship // So they don’t pull you down //
Let’s change course, so we don’t end up rock bottom and stuck // That it’s stuck //
Like ants we run in a circle of death // A sad monument is what we left //
Like ants we run in a circle of death // A sad monument is what we left
6.
Hooray for the individualism // That makes us so unique // Like rays of light in a prism // Stop narcissism at its peak // We’re so close to ourselves // That we no longer recognize eachother // Out of vanity, we betray our ideals, sisters and brothers // If it destroy us // We don’t want it anymore // We’re rotten to the core // I can’t take it anymore // We have to change it for sure // Shall we respond to each other // Or do we use eachother // As a mirror of our uniqueness? // That’s a burden on our shoulders // Take a few steps back // To see the bigger picture // Let our egos shrink // Let’s unite uniquely // If it destroy us // We don’t want it anymore // We’re rotten to the core // I can’t take it anymore // We have to change it for sure
7.
9to5 03:06
Everyday I sell my life // Can’t stand a chance // That’s 9 to 5 // Can’t reach the sun // Can’t reach the moon // Conspiracy, you corporate tool // No recess // Getting up // Getting down // Your mirrors self is not a pal // Whineforadream//Getbacktowork//Asingletearwouldneverhelp// Every day, every night, I sell my soul // Be a good buy. Suffer! Fully under control // Under control // Every day, every night, I sell my soul // Be a good buy. Suffer! Fully under control // Under control // Mirror mirror on the wall // Tell me who’s rich // And who’s poor // Fetch me your soul // Stand back in line // Work in front. Your time to die // Every day, every night, I sell my soul // Be a good buy. Suffer! Fully under control // Under control // Every day, every night, I sell my soul // Be a good buy. Suffer! Fully under control // Under control
8.
I’ve never felt like this before // And I know it will never feel like that again // Everything around me is quiet // And at the same time incredibly loud // My breath feels so intense and hot, rises to the ceiling and forms a cloud // Does music come out of the crack in the wall? // And why comes music out of the crack in the wall? // And since when has there been a crack in the wall? // I’ve never felt like this before // And I know it will never feel like that again // Fear becomes anticipation // New attempt, new chance // But this time I get a feeling of alienation // With my gaze, I follow a spark that dances trough the air like leafes in the wind // I chase after the feeling of the first time // It’s not the same in the end // No matter how many times I repeat, It’s not the same in the end // I’ve never felt like this before // And I know it will never feel like that again // I’ve never felt like this before // And I know...
9.
Schopenhauer 03:47
Arthur once said there’s no life without suffering // Doing anything for my serotonin // Everything in nature has an urge to grow // Like my demons, they’re bigger than my goals // I predict it, that I am addicted // The daily doses keeps me weak // I predict it, that I am addicted // Constant dripping wears away my soul // I predict it, that I am addicted // Secrets of my past, always seems to last // I predict it, that I am conflicted // The walls come closer and I suffer from claustrophobia // Brick by brick building my own dystopia // I don’t need help, that’s not my kind // Try to see but the veil keeps me blind // I predict it, that I am addicted // The daily doses keeps me weak // I predict it, that I am addicted // Constant dripping wears away my soul // I predict it, that I am addicted // Secrets of my past, always seems to last // I predict it, that I am conflicted // Tomorrow I’ll quit // Do sports // Read a book // Meet my friends again // Eat healthy food // Keep my shit together and care about my life // It’s gonna be mental // It’s gonna be mental // It’s gonna be mental // ... // It’s gonna be // I predict it, that I am addicted // The daily doses keeps me weak // I predict it, that I am addicted // Constant dripping wears away my soul // I predict it, that I am addicted // Secrets of my past, always seems to last // I predict it, that I am conflicted
10.
Need to Know 02:15
11.
Knock Knock 02:11
Early in the morning // Being hung up by the past // I grab a pair of cigarettes // And step forward through the grass // My coffee’s warm // My breath breezing cold // The clouds are swarming // While my cigarette burns my soul // It’s knocking on my back door // ...knocking on my backdoor // First sip takes some effort // And second one kicks in // The third one breaks the silence // And rumors start to begin // So get up pretty fast // Mistakes in mind, flashback of the past // Thoughts are rumblin // A rollin tear // Hope that urge will disappear // ...on my backdoor // Oh it’s knocking on my back door baby // Knock, knock, knock... // Knocking on my backdoor, knock, knock // Knocking on my backdoor, knock, knock // With blinded eyes, it goes around // Contentiousness, a breeze, I’m bound // My backdoor seems to lose its will // A troubled mind, fleshly thrill // Knocking on my back door // ...still knocking on my back door baby // Knock, knock, knock... // Knocking on my back door knock, knock
12.
young/old 02:43
When I was younger // Time passed more slowly // But the years that passed showed me // How valueable life is // I want to look back in old age // And remember the time // Life was wild and exciting // Like a runaway train // The sand runs through the glass and turns into gold // The sand runs through my hands and young becomes old // It’s the Conditio Humana // You can’t decide when it rains // Celebrate your wins and losses // It counts only how you played the game // Life can be a ratrace // You can run along or watch // You can be the convicted person // Or even the judge // The sand runs trough the glass and turns into gold // The sand runs trough my hands and young becomes old // Laaa la laaaa la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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SIDEWALK SURFERS leave the cracked asphalt of the
hometown skatepark behind them for good and present instead a doomy
soundtrack to a road movie and a class struggle

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released April 19, 2024

Recorded and Mixed by Kurt Ebelhäuser & Michel Wern @ Tonstudio45 Mastered by Fabian Tormin @ Plätlin Mastering
Artwork & Layout by Tobias Peter @ Büro für Gestaltung
Photos by Jonas Kammer

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Sidewalk Surfers Saarbrücken, Germany

The young guns from Saarbruecken, Germany, take the same line that left a mark on a whole generation and that has been enjoying a revival for quite some time now: it’s all about skatepunk or melodycore – including uptempo, fast breaks, melodic hooks, punkrock-riffs and just the right amount of snot.
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