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High Time in Lo​-​Fi

by The Noise Who Runs

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1.
Sunglasses before water Backdrop, the space between your words and Looks like rubbing out cartoon bones in a graveyard Shift out of the focus, dirty little business Over your head and the rooftops Count me in, catch me up on the taking Turns out or off with its head's always for the Best keep washing your hands with the rope Burn baby burns to a dead stop Everything seems smaller all the bigger you Crave for the scratching the pleasure of Itching to off with its head, washing your hands Boiling in uncomfortable shoes There's a life more miserable than this World in a whole wide mess more Seriously such a dirty little business Over your head and the rooftops. Sunglasses before water... Cheap shot, governed by announcement well-read Meat thrown down at your blistered feet First order virtue signalling Me squared as clear as the mud speaks Echo back, echo back to the space Between what you say and you do is how you figure to Play me from the default, backscratch on the taking turns Everything seems smaller all the bigger you Crave for the scratching the pleasure of Itching to off with its head, washing your hands Boiling in uncomfortable shoes There's a life more miserable than this Word in a whole wide mess more Seriously such a dirty little business Over your head and the rooftops Sunglasses before water…
2.
You should shoot us on sight… I recall nothing at all of favours I missed all your line in saving graces You should shoot us on sight… Sound off from the penthouse blocks Soundbite down crashing into your world And I remember Too many things You should shoot us on sight… With what you can offer and all that I lack Sure start, lower than zero, clawing back the odds Sound off… Sound off, I remember Soundbite down, forgive, forget Best ask lost god number one I remember too many things Pretend your party’s like a DVD Dust on the shelf, more out of touch than reach, I’m sorry honey was it guaranteed No sense in money back on obsolete I had a party on your DVD I had a party on your DVD I ada party on your DVD You should shoot us on sight… Got a feeling that it’s finally crashing up right through your world Got a feeling that it’s finally crashing up right through your world You should shoot us on sight… Stand up, they’re bringing on the empty horses Sound off, always with the empty horses You should shoot us on sight…
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Happy 4 Sad 05:00
Happy for Sad Tracing cracked ceilings, nothing like feeling quite the most inhuman of beings, following the shadows round from first broad daylight Stay at home, outside's the kind of place you'd find a wounded one-winged angel weep, trying to picture colours out of fragments left from black and white All the tea in China, all the ghosts of New York Back to bull and bear face, doublespeak and loose talk Let me take my happy for sad and let's get on with the day All the tea in China, all the ghosts of New York Back to bull and bear face, doublespeak and loose talk Let me take my happy for sad and let's get on with the day Thinking on the pros and cons of isolation, narrowed to a one world room, standing still and staring hard can push it open Race to recreate the same that just needs taking, ripping up and starting again - how’d you piece together what was always broken? All the tea in China, all the ghosts of New York Back to bull and bear face, doublespeak and loose talk Let me take my happy for sad and let's get on with the day Something for the weekend, gone by Friday lunchtime Balance on prescription, beauty always free, open wide And take your happy for sad and let's get on with the day Balance before beauty, lonely as the mud flies Only turn us loose to nurse them back to good times Let's just take our happy for sad and then get on with the day
4.
Let's go underground Put it in your pocket, don't ask where I got it Take it and I mean it, keep it till you need it If this is what you wanted, everything is sorted Just hide down on the backseat and soon enough we're home free Let's go underground, faceless off the map, change our hair and names Steal out of the lost and found, let's go underground, tomorrow on our way Nothing is forgiven, it's nothing I could live I don't know how you can sleep, I don't know how you can sleep I call it how I see it, wouldn't want to be be it Kneel and beg my mercy on the floor at my feet Let's go underground, faceless off the map, change our hair and names Steal out of the lost and found, let's go underground, tomorrow on our way All I need is asking and all of this ending But not even a whisper carries on the wind here So put it in your pocket, don't ask where I got it I think you're gonna need it, I think you're gonna need it Let's go underground, let's go underground, let's go underground, let's underground..

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released March 6, 2022

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The Noise Who Runs Lille, France

Anglo-French dark electronic rock and pop with heavy influences of indie, EDM and trip hop.
Formed in 2019 by Sneaker Pimps’ lyricist Ian Pickering along with guitarist Felipe Goes.

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