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AVIONS

by AVIONS

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1.
1999 02:46
A bag of chips, a flat soda I take a handful It's meaningless to count me out, I'm always out You took your stuff out of this room And yet it lingers... How to get rid of all the small defeats Is anything remotely real ? I've been known for better things than this Make it stop, kill the lights, kill the lights I feel it all, kill the lights, kill the lights and Make it stop, kill the lights, kill the lights I feel it all, kill the lights Everything is standing still, as you left it This house is not a home when I'm alone What is there to do but smile, and hope for the best, I can only look at you with weary eyes Is anything remotely real ? I've been known for better things than this Make it stop, kill the lights, kill the lights I feel it all, kill the lights, kill the lights and Make it stop, kill the lights, kill the lights I feel it all, kill the lights
2.
These days, I feel so drained just being someone, someone’s something All the time I can’t stand your speeches, all dyed bible black To take a step away, from the tarpit Above the trees, the city lights I’ll think of you and me, and God maybe Fields of gold, fields of gold, carry me to sea Along the shores of Sweden Where the rye is high And the bread as black As a miner’s hands And no one knows my name No one knows my name Sick and tired, of keeping up with Who is on whose side, and who’s to blame I need something to wash The insomnia off Above the land The northern sky I need the silence I need the calm Above the land Just you and I I need the silence I need the calm Fields of gold, fields of gold, carry me to sea Along the shores of Sweden Where the rye is high And the bread as black As a miner’s hands And no one knows my name No one knows my name
3.
Web Grenade 02:49
What can I do to try it once and not remember ? How did this happen, how did it happen ? I will always ask for more than I can take How could I see the little things that go together ? It's always a bad time, there's something on my mind I keep throwing things at the wall but nothing sticks When the show is on, nothing in the world can bring me down It's getting easy, when I get the feeling I can catch all the spirits around me How could I see the little things that tear us apart ? I know how it goes, I know how it goes I keep throwing things at the wall I keep throwing things at the wall but nothing sticks One day I'm gonna try with a brick I gotta know what it's going to take to make it break
4.
Turn 03:33
Let the heavy sleepers Sweat and soak these lowlands, For the whole word to watch. Panting on the sidewalk, With lead dreams and cut off shorts, We had so much to spare, so much to Burn away, the heat Will crush us You laugh it off And roll the dice on My own summer Let me mean something, In someone else’s pipe dream Scrub me off those streets We're your cemetery dogs, Your guitar center dweebs Simmering on God’s back burner, we Turn away, the heat Broke my mold Sweat out the cold My heavy metal Burn away, the heat Will crush us You laugh it off And roll the dice on My own summer
5.
Ambergris 02:29
So you crawled back from work Was it six or seven ? And you muttered out loud « Anybody, I’m home » Like any other day, Nobody was Not even you, in your spectral form Your spectral form Ugly buildings, pretty people They both crack easily Cowardice, licorice Both leave a taste you’d rather spit Out in the cold with your scarf down Mumbling your way around town Drowned in smoke in a shit pub Nothing happened today Nothing happened anyway Dragging along Your therapy sessions, Out on the curb with the Stoner cashiers Memories seemingly Badly reenacted By amateurs who fuck up the play, Fuck up the play Creeping on you like The death toll Ugly buildings, pretty people They both crack easily Cowardice, licorice Both leave a taste you’d rather spit Out in the cold with your scarf down Mumbling your way around town Drowned in smoke in a shit pub Nothing happened today Nothing happened anyway
6.
Smashed 02:42
All I saw Nailed me down to the floor I know What is left to ignore Smashed like never before I'm a bird on a wire The taste of gold Went to my head I know I wanna dream some more I know What is left to ignore Smashed like never before I'm a bird under a tire
7.
Lean on Me 02:48
All this hustle, I thought it'd stop and All of these doubts, I thought they'd fade I could not be more wrong, we fidget like bugs Swarm like a plague in the summer sun I've heard that you've been looking for some Well-deserved peace and understanding Hold on to the rings Under your eyes I have a haven with your name on it Where all of your burdens called it quit Rest all you want, lean on me I'll be around, count on me Lay down your burden baby Save your breath, that's on me As long as you need me to be I'll be around, count on me Rest, baby, rest Take your time but Always aim for the best I'll meet you down the line Take care of yourself but face the facts I'm no cure and you know that love can't heal But you might find joy underneath Rest all you want, lean on me I'll be around, count on me Lay down your burden baby Save your breath, that's on me As long as you need me to be I'll be around, count on me
8.
At this point in time, so many roads merge together Read between the lines No time to save the good things for later Young boys make their moves and they make the world turn They never cry when life passes them by I cannot relate to that scenario, how could I relate to that ? I cannot relate to that scenario, I would never fall for that I can't believe she doesn't mind She wants to see what I'm about to be She looks at me, turns over and rests upon my shoulder Kindness takes over Looking at the skyline Your mind is quick and thick as leather Read between the lines No time to save the good things for later Old men sing the blues and they keep it together Keep it together, keep it together I cannot relate to that scenario, how could I relate to that ? I cannot relate to that scenario, I would never fall for that I used to drive on a rocky terrain Every little thing would make me go insane But I try to be another man I can't believe she doesn't mind She wants to see what I'm about to be She looks at me, turns over and rests upon my shoulder Kindness takes over
9.
Off-Axis 02:22
Eager to move on, I never belong This conversation's sinking its teeth in me Eager to move, stop playing along This conversation will be the death of me Stay off the grid, close to no one Stay off-axis, gravitate above the world Silent and withdraw, waiting till you're gone Your petty chatter is holding me in thrall Silent and withdrawn, waiting till you fall This sick optimism you're shoving down my throat Stay off the grid, close to no one Stay off-axis, gravitate above the world In ataraxia, I'm silencing the world, in ataraxia Stay off the grid, close to no one There's nothing I miss from the noises of the world
10.
Put your coins back in a pocket full of holes Another pointless run to the grocery store I read the signs, I read it all around I know I'm done Strip me of my pride, wrap your sword in a jewelery box I have made my time, I wonder where you are Come over for treason season Knives are half-priced And I guess this makes us even I read the signs, I read it all around I know I'm done Strip me of my pride, wrap your sword in a jewelery box I have made my time, I wonder where you are Hold on to what you know, sing back to the stereo Trust me I'm the biggest fraud What about him, what do we do about him ? Take my name in vain, scrap it off the mailbox tag All the city stopped to think What about him, what do we do about him ? Lost in every way, you bet Burning out along the way, you bet Lost in every way Lost in every way
11.
Classic rock radio spewing out All the tired old cliches And trite words of wisdom about freedom And living on the edge And as dumb as it may sound Right now, it’s all I want to hear The soundtrack to my stroll around this town This town, This one’s for all the friends, the neurotic, The pot smokers, in my forcefield I just brush off, your sycophants, your backstabbers I got my own people, In my forcefield, in my forcefield Call your local politician 'Cause I know all the good spots to take a whizz out here, And I’ve been loitering, since I have learned to walk Places where we used to go, kick trash cans and play card games Tumbling down from idlers’ heaven ‘round this town I’m late for the show, Line check, then let’s roll Bowl of rice on the boat Same set for the same 5 friends And I love it And I love it Rushed, unfazed, Unbrushed, unkept, anxious Beatnik, cynical prick, Dumbass, jackass I sing this one For all the friends, the neurotic The pot smokers, in my forcefield I’ll just brush off Your sycophants, your backstabbers I got my own people, In my forcefield

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released December 2, 2022

Recorded by Lucien Jorge in Studio Culbuto, Villeurbanne
Mixed by Lucien Jorge in Studio des Bons Enfants, Saint-Ouen
Mastered by Will Killingsworth in Dead Air Studio, Massachusetts

Cover photo by Léa Boeglin
Design by Luc d'Avions

Release on vinyl by Howlin' Banana Records, Teenage Hate Records and HVIV Records

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AVIONS Lyon, France

Power / Pop / Punk

Paris - Lyon

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