Lyrics: Monmix - Music: Monmix - Featuring: Pat - Choeurs: Pat - Cover: Djeldi - Genre musical: monmiXploration - Thème de la song: haine, reseaux sociaux
 
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Une chanson initialement basée sur un son sympa de synthé ponctué de riffs de guitare un peu crade qui finalement sur un rythme poprock s'empare en anglais du thème de la haine anonyme qui se déverse sur les réseaux sociaux et puis se déverse dans la vraie vie en nourrissant le harcèlement, le terrorisme, la division,.... Et les démons appelant les démons, on se retrouve parfois soi-même à se lâcher et à joindre la meute. Et tout ça sans se rendre compte que ce qui a été écrit ne s'effacera jamais.... Mais le mal est fait... Si au moins, l'anonymat qui donne un sentiment d'impunité pouvait être interdit....

Paroles


I’m kind of hung up, I’m kind of down
I’m kind of fed up by the way they get us under
I have bad thoughts, make bad calls
I fear I’m falling down the way they get us in the hunt

we’re being chased by demons, haunted by demons
Controlled by demons , but we’re all demons

I can say, I can tell
I can feel that we are all just about to surrender
We are walking in a kind of cadence
Our fate is fake, I could smell the twist in the rule of the game

I wake up everyday , I wish I was a free man
But when the signal sounds , again I walk in deadends, with demons

They’re gonna kill with a click in the everland
In a glance, you are marked with a red tape
Sugarmen little dick big nose with
Satan poems , you’re trapped in deadends
Poison sick cinnamon, in the mad land
You’re stuck with no map in the middle
And you like , and you post and you offer
Yourself to the bashing fountain
Poison sick cinnamon you’re spit on with,
And the gangue’s around you like a bubble
And the end , they’ll hit tata command
Final sentence : unleash the demons

Demons, demons, Demons are everywhere   
Demons have caught your free will,  We’re all demons  

I built a cage, I built a fence
I can feel that all of this doesn’t matter
It is unreal, it is a nonsense
The truth is, there’s no cure once the damage is done

Hope in the seventh day, God will make me a new man
I’m gonna mute the sounds, and walk in open lands

But I hear the demons, I am called by demons
I become a demon, Demons, Demons

6 November 2020
From « Catharsix»
Lyrics Monmix/Music Monmix

Like a maniac Alone in the dark