1. |
Melancholy
05:01
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I can't stand the thoughts of all the days I spent
Doing nothing about it,
The years I've spent
Looking through empty souls and empty walls.
I can't stand the melody of melancholy.
I want to rip my skin off
And feed the snakes crawling inside of me.
My blood is spilled for no real purpose.
My mind is filled with pictures I can't erase,
With the feeling of regret
I keep carrying through years of empty souls,
Empty walls.
Every change ruins my will.
Every change keeps me awake.
Struggling to find the words
That will keep our souls closer.
Struggling to find the words
That will keep our souls
That what I search for is something that cannot be found.
I will never find that comfort.
I will never kill my Grief.
Lay down close to me.
Let's make ourselves at home
With dead flowers on our chest.
Dead flowers on our chest...
Lay down close to me.
Let's make ourselves at home
With dead flowers on our chest.
Dead flowers on our chest...
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2. |
Heroin
04:13
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Wish I was heroin
Waiting in the jar for you
Quiet for you waiting
I don't mind being dead
When I see you, I'm alive
I'm sure I'm alive
Flowing through your veins
I want to give you a sense of purpose
I wish I was heroin
Screaming through your grief
But drowning in mine
Erase my face
I can't stand this place
Desperate, can't give myself
Another chance
I wish I was heroin
Not only for you
But for me
There's no escape for you
No escape for me
Forever bonded we are free
We are free
Wish I was heroin
Waiting in the jar for you
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3. |
The Day After
04:51
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The feeling I had
Is never coming back
The madness of unspoiled love,
The small strikes of joy
Lead me to believe
That high will last forever.
And now I'm here
Alone...
Waiting for my joy...
Waiting here for you...
Waiting for the perfect form
To bring me back to myself,
To awake my soul from ignorance,
With these thoughts of endless burning.
The feelings I lost wandering trough the masses
Never to settle in a home.
Nothing is obscene.
I fail to see the bigger picture.
All the pain and all the love
Have lead me to this (moment).
Now I'm here
Alone...
Waiting for my joy...
Waiting here for you...
My ears bleed from all the voices I hear.
I regret every second of my being
Who I don't think I should be.
You can paint the skin,
But the core is rotten.
My memories decay,
I'm on my knees.
Trying to pick up all the pieces left of me.
My memories decay,
I'm on my knees.
Trying to pick up all the pieces left of me.
Nowhere I can find someone I haven't seen.
Nowhere I can find someone I haven't been.
Nowhere I can find myself.
Myself...
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4. |
Distant
06:48
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Can't you see a boy on top of that building?
Can't you see him cold?
I can't stay quiet no more.
I can't stay quiet no more.
We may avoid who we are,
We may avoid the rawness of our feelings,
But the lies can't touch our souls.
Silence can't numb the pain,
Pills can't stop me from thinking
No matter how many times I've tried.
There's someone at the bottom of the bottle
Who I can't run away from.
Although my throat is burning, I haven't said enough.
Although my hands are bleeding, I haven't done enough.
I'd do anything, anything
To bring back that peace of mind.
Anything, anything
To feel something again.
The colours fade and put me to ease.
White and gray landscapes,
Purple wornout faces...
Vivid pictures appear as distractions,
Reactions to a life in shackles
Connecting to monotonous places,
Neverending stimulations...
Can't you see?
Can't you feel?
Oh, can't you feel that I'm cold?
Engraved in our minds
A non existing memory of bliss.
A memory of breathing without worry
Stuck in our head, a bright future
Projected to us everyday
not to go mad from the emotional pain we endure.
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5. |
Agony
08:50
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I'm drunk at a funeral again,
Buried just another one of mine.
But it's okay,
We've never been that close,
My mind made him up a few days ago.
Begging him to live,
I pressed the rope tight to his skin.
But it's alright,
He's just another burnout,
Just another burnout,
Already fading...
Forming in his picture,
The last one, I hope.
Last one I hope...
It's not that I can't cope
With the loss of my own foes.
It's just the fact that you lay down with another man every night.
I hope you're not deceived by the texture
And that you wont cry about it's rapture.
Because I do this every week.
Yes I am so weak.
Can't stand the constant screaming...
Staring at the deformation in the mirror,
Forever fearing...
Forever fearing...
What will you do next?
What are you capable of?
How much more dirt must I crush in my hand and throw in the grave
Before you realise
You can't run away from mediocracy
This has to stop,
I can't live on in agony.
In agony of what you did,
Of what I did,
Of what we did...
The ground is hard on my feet.
I must lay down,
Fall asleep,
Make it all go away...
Make it all go away...
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6. |
I See You
05:28
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Woke up next to the pavement
In this borough, familiar but unknown.
Worn out and exhausted, I chose the path to go back home.
Deluded, staring down the road,
I saw your face in the streetlight,
A shining warm and stable.
A glimpse of hope on a seemingly endless trail.
Adjusting my pace, faded footprints guide me to you.
And I'll run forever towards you
See how far I can go.
Oh I've fallen way too many times to count
But I won't stop now no I can't stop now.
Oh, you, it's all about you.
Unbalanced, but beautifully in order.
All my instruments play for you and my anger kneels before you.
My frail hands are trembled by oblivion.
What if I meet the ashes?
Was our home ignited by my reckless remorse?
I cannot put into words the regret, the shame...
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
And I'll run forever towards you
See how far I can go
Oh I've fallen way too many times to count
But I won't stop now no I can't stop now
Oh, I'm coming.
Oh, yes, I'm coming
In a slow pace,
In your embrace.
Well, I've stayed inside the line.
I've been high, I've been low...
So close to the edge...
After everything...
After everything...
Is it you?
I think I can see you
I can feel you.
I'm feeling again
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Quiet Protest Zagreb, Croatia
Greetings!
We are a young metal band from Zagreb, Croatia. We've been playing for almost two years now, and since
day one we've been striving to create good quality, melodic, heavy, new-wave music, taking inspirations from various genres and combining them as we saw fit.
We've just released our debut album and we strongly recommend you have a listen. We hope you enjoy it.
Cheers from Croatia!
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