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Atomic Rain
02:50
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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
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Disobey
04:11
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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? //
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So Yeah!
04:15
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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
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A D H D
01:52
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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?!
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Antmill
04:18
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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
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Unite Uniquely
03:23
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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
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9to5
03:06
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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
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8. |
State of Euphoria
02:59
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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...
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Schopenhauer
03:47
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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
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10. |
Need to Know
02:15
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11. |
Knock Knock
02:11
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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
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young/old
02:43
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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 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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